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Chapter 3 - The Golden Card"Open the car."

"Of course."

Maya walked toward the Bugatti.

Behind her, Eleanor deliberately removed a gold American Express card from her purse.

She let it fall.

The metallic card struck the marble floor with a sharp clatter.

Everyone heard it.

Eleanor looked directly at Maya.

"Pick it up."

Maya stopped.

For a moment, neither woman moved.

Maya looked down at the card.

Then she looked back at Eleanor.

"I'm sorry?"

"You heard me."

Julian finally glanced up from his phone.

His mother's games were nothing new to him.

But something about Maya's silence made him uncomfortable.

Maya took one slow breath.

"Mrs. Vance, I'm a sales associate. I'm not your personal assistant."

The showroom became strangely quiet.

May you like

Eleanor's expression changed.

The smile disappeared.

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