Chapter 113
Megan tucked a few stray hairs behind her ear, making sure everything was on point.
She reached under the passenger seat, opened a hidden compartment, and pulled out a paper bag. Inside was a chest binder, which she wrapped around herself.
Next came a crisp white shirt, dark tailored suit, a Hermes belt, and a perfectly knotted tie.
She slipped off her rings and dropped them into her pocket, changed into a Rolex encrusted with diamonds, then slid on a pair of handmade elevator shoes for some extra height.
From her blazer pocket, she pulled out a one-centimeter magnet chip and stuck it behind her ear.
As she spoke a few test lines, her voice was instantly replaced by a deep, magnetic male tone.
Mia had teased her endlessly about those custom shoes when she first ordered them, claiming she had a thing for petite-footed men.
She even joked you could tell a guy's... endowment based on his shoe size.
Basically, she thought the man Megan liked couldn't be that impressive.
After the recent fa

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