Chapter 32: What Kind of Filthy Talk Was That?
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Updated : Feb 11th, 2026
"Fuck!" Keenan Warth, furious, smashed his phone screen into a glittering mess. He'd swung too hard, yanking on the arm that had just been set, and pain tore through him so sharply he howled.
Lola Lashbrook came in with food she'd picked up from the hospital cafeteria and jumped at the sight of him.
She hurried over and picked up the phone with its shattered screen. "Honey, what's wrong? Why are you so mad?"
"Fuck, that bastard. He opens his mouth and it's a hundred grand, and he wants you to...
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