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2,356,302	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-11-05 17:09	active	1726	💖😍one click to continue FREE reading👉	"Is this real? Alaia?" I saw the minister entering the meeting room. A deal with him guarantees our company will be recognized worldwide—something I have worked on for years. But next to him was… her, my ex-wife. I watched her walk in, dressed in a fitted black suit, with her hair perfectly styled, and wearing jewelry that could cost as much as one of my apartments. I walked towards the minister without taking my eyes off the woman beside him—who disturbed me as she showed no emotion upon seeing me. I tried to follow the conversation, but it was impossible. The only woman present has all my attention. The minister begins to introduce the people in the room, his companions until we reach her. "Garnett, this is Alaia Russell, the heiress of T-World, an important American telecommunications company headquartered in the UK.” Alaia. It was the same name but her surname was different. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr…” She calmly reached out her hand. "Garnett,” I clarified, taking her hand and looking into her eyes. Those eyes were and weren’t those of the poor girl that I once left behind for a woman of wealthy status. Alaia released her hand from my grip and walked to sit in one of the chairs at the table, next to a young man accompanying her, completely ignoring my presence. My eyes drifted toward her. She was far from the girl I once knew. She seemed like someone entirely different who had decided she didn’t want anything to do with me. --------- The Child is Your Mini-Copy Nick "Hey, Nick!" Will tapped my shoulder, grabbing my attention. He probably spotted another blonde with big breasts. I shook my head to release the tension in my neck, ignoring him, but he continued. "I just saw two kids who look exactly like you in one of the lounges," he said excitedly. I pretended not to hear him. There is a big possibility that someone resembles me, but then what's the big deal, right? "The girl looks like a princess, and the boy was quite the charmer. They're like miniature versions of you. There was something special about the girl; she reminded me of someone, though I can't quite place who at the moment," he said, shaking his head. "And the boy is like a mini version of you. He is always frowning like you!" I looked at him confusingly, slightly puzzled about what he was saying. "Yeah, just like that!" He pointed at my forehead, and I felt compelled to change my expression. "Where are they?" I asked, not exactly sure why I was asking. Before I realized it, the question was out. Will started walking towards one of the airport's waiting lounges, and it was as if my feet had their own choice because I followed him. "They were right there.” He pointed to a now-empty row of seats. The gate attendant was already closing the boarding door for one of the flights. “It seems they've already left.” He ran a hand through his hair. I glanced back at the empty lounge, feeling an inexplicable desire to see those kids. "Let’s go; we need to be in Los Angeles in half an hour,” I said, feeling a strange sensation. I turned to address our return flight issue. "I need the plane to take off in less than half an hour,” I ordered, checking the time on my wristwatch. The delay in my trip irritates me. "I apologize for the inconvenience, Mr. Garnett," the woman behind the counter said kindly, looking embarrassed. I waited for her to speak—anticipating bad news— and massaged my temple. "Your plane cannot take off; apparently, there has been a mechanical issue that needs to be inspected before the flight can be authorized. The inspection will take a few days. You can speak with your pilot; he's on his way.” I exhaled in frustration. A few minutes later, my pilot arrived and confirmed what the woman just told me. He also informed me that we'd been placed on a flight leaving for Los Angeles in half an hour—in first class, of course. After spending the next thirty minutes organizing some details for the proposal we'll present to our new and exclusive client, we were called to board the plane. We entered and had to walk through the economy class section. My ears were assaulted by the cries of a couple of children, and I grimaced, eager to get out of there as quickly as possible. "Adorable,” Will mocked. "You know perfectly well that I don't like kids,” I grumbled and continued to our seats in first class. "I know, I just feed off your reaction every time there's one nearby. But, you know, it was a bit odd how interested you were in seeing the kids I mentioned earlier,” he said with a grin. "I don't even know why I followed you; it's ridiculous.” I settled into the comfortable seat, exhaling and feeling relaxed as the silence enveloped me. An hour later, despite the setbacks, we landed in L.A. I just wanted to get home and take a relaxing bath before heading to the office. Tomorrow, we have an important meeting that will mark the before and after for the company. A deal with this client guarantees our company will be recognized worldwide—something my grandfather and I have worked on for years. I arrived home. Will has gone to his apartment before heading to the office. He's my cousin, almost like a brother. We grew up together, went to the same university, and his father—my uncle—is a partner in the company, but it's Will who represents him. "Good afternoon, Marshall,” I greeted the man in charge of our house. He's an older and trustworthy man who refuses to retire despite being old enough to do so. His wife also works for us; she's an excellent chef. "Good afternoon, Nick. Welcome.” He stepped aside to let me pass. Another worker took care of my luggage as I headed straight to my room. I took a bath and got ready to go to the office. I needed to meet with my grandfather; he insisted on a meeting, so today he'll have ten minutes of my time. Once I was ready, I left my room. I was planning to grab a quick lunch, but before I could go downstairs, I heard my dogs barking, which was unusual since they usually stayed at the country house. I went down to see them barking at Barbie, my wife. "Stop!" Barbie yelled, frozen in place while Marshall held the dogs back to prevent them from lunging at her. "Damn dogs!” she screamed furiously. “What are they doing in my house, Nick?” She placed her hands on her hips. "I don't know. Marshall?” I asked Marshall as my two Siberian Huskies—Beast and Cupcake—started wagging their tails, shifting their attention from Barbie to me. "The renovations at the country house have started, sir. The staff went on vacation because of that so they brought the dogs before leaving.” "And why wasn't I informed of this?” I spat angrily as they shouldn't leave without my permission. "I did inform you, sir. Unfortunately, the staff's vacation schedule isn't something you usually pay attention to.” I looked up to see Marshall, who gazed at me calmly. I'm sure he must have told me at some point, but I didn't give it any importance. "Fine, hire someone to take care of them while they're here and keep them away from Barbara, for obvious reasons,” I ordered as I approached the dogs and greeted them. "Are they staying here?” Barbie huffed. “You know perfectly well that those dogs hate me.” She pointed at them in annoyance. "You don't like them either," I pointed out, standing up. "Just keep those furballs away from me,” she snapped, walking towards the stairs, but before going up, she stopped halfway up the stairs. "I'm leaving for Europe tonight; I'll be back in a week.” Then she continued to go to our room. I left the house after and drove to my office. When I arrived, I listened to my assistant as she gave me a full report of what happened while I was away. "Thank you, you can go,” I said to Kathe as soon as she finished. She stood up and walked out of my office. "Nick." My grandfather entered. My relationship with him isn't what one would expect between a grandfather and grandson; we've never gotten along well. My mother and the company are what keep us in contact. "Grandfather." I straightened up in my seat and clasped my hands on my lap. "I just found out about the meeting with what could be the most important client in the history of Garnett Morgan & Co. I'm surprised it wasn't you who told me.” He seemed annoyed. "There's always someone to inform you of what's happening here; I don't need to lift a finger for you to find out." I looked at him with no emotion. "You're an insolent boy; you know I like that, a worthy representative of our family.” He maliciously smiled. “This weekend is your mother's birthday; make sure you're there. For some reason, she loves having her arrogant son at home; it'll make her... happy, he said the last word in disdain. I made an annoying gesture with my mouth. "You know perfectly well what would make my mother happy, but you decided to deny her that. Don't try to make me believe you care about her happiness,” I said acidly, hearing him laugh. "That ball is in your court now, son." I moved my neck to release the tension. “It's up to you to take care of that, but it's clear you haven't called your shots," he said, mocking me. “Make sure everything is ready for tomorrow's meeting. Get your cousin there on time; you know punctuality isn't his strong suit, especially when he's tangled up with some skirt—which isn't bad. But he needs to be on time. This is an important meeting.” Those were his last words before leaving me. THE NEXT DAY. I waited for Will at the entrance of the building where we'll have the meeting. I asked him to arrive 30 minutes early, but as usual, he was 10 minutes late. Fortunately, I made sure we had 20 minutes to get in, which was enough. I saw him adjusting his tie as he walked toward me. "Shall we?” he asked, looking relaxed, and entered the room before me. I swallowed my complaints and just followed him. After passing through three security checkpoints, we continued our way. We arrived at a large meeting room where we could already see several people, whom we greeted. We still have time before the meeting starts but then my phone rang. It was my mother. "Mother,” I greeted, looking out the window at the trees and some birds. "I imagine your grandfather has already told you that I'm having a celebration for my birthday next weekend. You don't need me to tell you that you can't miss it. I called Caitlyn and had her cancel her trip to the Middle East to be here," she seriously said. I could imagine my sister being very upset about having to cancel her trip. I exhaled, not looking forward to my mother's gatherings with her unbearable friends. "Fine, Mother, I'll be there, though Barbara won't. She's leaving for Europe tonight.” "Of course, she'll be there, dear. I've already spoken to her; your wife will be here for my birthday." Just then, I heard several people entering the meeting room. I turned and saw the minister. Next to him was… her. I let my hand drop, ignoring whatever my mother was saying on the other end of the line. I watched her walk in, dressed in a fitted black suit, with her hair perfectly styled, and wearing jewelry that could cost as much as one of my apartments. I closed my eyes and shook my head, thinking it was a figment of my imagination. I opened them again to find her smiling kindly at the minister's companions. "Is this real?" I wondered "That girl reminds me of... " Will stared at her intently. So, it was real; she was here. "Garnett.” The minister approached. I walked towards him without taking my eyes off the woman beside him—who disturbed me as she showed no emotion upon seeing me, making me think that she might be someone else and that I was mistaken. However, the resemblance was uncanny. The minister greeted me. I tried to follow the conversation, but it was impossible. The only woman present has all my attention. He begins to introduce the people in the room, his companions until we reach her. "Garnett, this is Alaia Russell, a representative of T-World, an important American telecommunications company headquartered in the UK. Alaia. It was the same name but her surname was different. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr…” "Garnett,” I clarified, taking her hand and looking into her eyes. Those eyes were and weren’t those of the girl that I once left behind. "We can start.” The minister asked us to sit. Alaia released her hand from my grip and walked to sit in one of the chairs at the table, next to a young man accompanying her, completely ignoring my presence. The minister began to speak. My eyes drifted toward her. Every gesture and gaze that she makes confirms my hunch. But then she was far from the girl I once knew, she seemed like someone entirely different who had decided to pretend she didn't know me. Your Love Was A Lie Alaia TWO YEARS AGO. I was waiting for Nick for us to have dinner together. We were about to celebrate our second wedding anniversary. Our relationship was perfect. We live in this apartment near the university we both attended. He was about to finish his engineering degree, while I still have four semesters to go. I met him at the faculty three years ago when he transferred from another university. He never wanted to tell me why he transferred. It was love at first sight, I must confess, although he completely ignored me at first. Over time, he became the popular guy, the quarterback of the university’s football team, and everyone was crazy about him, including me. He was a rebel, and I was just some little girl from afar. I was 17, and he was 20. I spent the following months watching him from a distance and dreaming about him, until one day… * "Move!" Someone shouted. A huge, strong mass of flesh lunged at me, knocking me to the ground—to the wet grass of the football field, to be exact. I had just dressed up to go to a faculty party and was on my way to find my friend, Cedric. The big guy helped me to my feet, but I didn’t see him; my eyes were on my dress, smeared with mud and grass. "You shouldn’t have gotten in my way, little one," I heard the deep voice of the idiot who threw me to the ground. "Little one, yourself," I muttered angrily, shaking off the pretty dress that I had bought for that night. Suddenly, I heard a huge laugh. "You can check for yourself if you want," he replied, more brazenly than my previous statement. I looked up, and there he was, Nicholas Garnett, the gorgeous man I had been watching from afar for months. He was smiling sideways, looking more handsome than ever. "You can’t handle me," I said, raising my chin. I had no experience at all. I hadn’t even kissed anyone; I was very, very, very much a virgin, but I knew the hidden meaning of his remark so I had to carry on with it. Another laugh rumbled in his chest. "Are you sure?" He observed my face, and although he managed to intimidate me a bit, I didn’t show it. "Sure," I replied in a sing-song voice, which made him smile. "You owe me a dress. I’ll send you the bill; someone will tell me where to find you," I said, making him believe that I had no idea who he was before turning my back on him. "We can talk about it tonight at the faculty party. You can go with me," I heard him say, which made me stop in my tracks. I couldn’t help but smile to myself. It had finally happened; I had his attention. But I decided it wouldn’t be easy for him. I wasn’t like all the girls who were dying for him. I mean, I was dying for him, but I wasn’t going to show it and throw myself into his arms. "I have plans," I said and kept walking. I swear I felt his gaze on me as I walked all the way to my room. That night, he managed to find me at the party, and from then on, we were inseparable. Of course, he had to work hard to win me over. Months later, we got married in Las Vegas during a crazy weekend, just a month after I turned 18. Nick bought an apartment near the university to start our married life. * Today, I finished my classes early and ordered dinner for both of us. I know there will be some changes soon. When he finishes his studies, Nick will have to take over his parents’ company. His family is a topic we don’t discuss. Only the two of us know about our marriage, too. We decided it would be better that way so we could live it peacefully, but that will change from now on. And that is something that makes me feel uneasy. I heard the door open. I ran towards it to throw myself into my husband’s arms. He caught me, and I brought my lips to him to kiss him, but I was taken aback when he didn’t kiss me the way he usually does. "What’s wrong?" I asked with a lump in my throat when my feet touched the floor. "We need to talk.” That sentence sent shivers down my spine. He walked to the living room, and I followed him, wanting to know what was happening. Nick sat on one of the couches while I remained standing. "I want a divorce," he said in a cold tone. Suddenly, I felt my world crumble, and a pain settled in my chest, making it hard to breathe. "Wha…what?" I barely managed to ask. I took a step back. "This, what we have, needs to end today," he stated without showing any hesitation. "I don’t understand," I shook my head slowly. "My life is going to change from now on, and there’s no room for you in it. Our relationship lasted as long as it needed to. Our worlds don’t belong together," I couldn't believe he was now talking about our class differences. He never cared that my family was middle class while he is rich as fuck. He stood up and approached me. He then handed me a document. "It was good, I won’t deny it. You’re… good.” He caressed my cheek and looked at me. I took another step back and slapped him. I don’t recognize this person standing in front of me. "Who are you?" I asked, choking back the urge to cry while he touched his reddened cheek. "I am what you see. It was interesting to win you over at first, and I won’t deny that I had a good time with you. I got used to you over these two years, but I’m bored now. We’re young; we have a lot to live and people to meet. Look at it this way, I’m… doing you a favor.” The coldness of his voice froze me to the bones. "Your love was a lie. Nothing was real." I looked into his eyes and refused to cry. "It wasn’t love, exactly.” He shrugged and picked up the divorce papers. Rage burned inside me. He lied to me! He deceived and fooled me all this time! I gave him my all, but it turned out that he was a total jerk! "This apartment will be in your name. You can do whatever you want with it. Keep it or sell it, whatever you think is best, I don’t care.” With my breath quickening, I searched for a pen in the bag that I carry to university. I snatched the divorce papers from his hands and placed them on the table. I saw that his signature was already on them. With pain, I signed each page of it. "I don’t want anything that comes from you,” I said as I passed by him and hit his chest with the papers. I entered the only room in the apartment, looking for my clothes and university stuff, the only things that belonged to me, and the small gift box I was saving to surprise him on our anniversary. I snorted, feeling the knot of emotions stuck in my throat. I carried it in my free hand as I dragged the suitcase to leave the apartment. I stopped when I saw him in the living room. I thought he left already. His eyes were fixed on the box with curiosity. I pressed it against my chest and left him without looking back. Your Wedding Alaia I drove my car as I felt my heart being torn into pieces. Now and then, I would glance at the box on the passenger seat. I arrived home and grabbed my things. As I opened the door, my mother emerged from the kitchen. "Ali, I thought you were coming this weekend." My mother approached to hug me and help with my things. "What's wrong?" she asked, scrutinizing my face with concern. "Nick and I are over, Mom." She thinks we were just dating, not married. She met him accidentally a year ago when she visited me at college. I had no choice but to introduce them. "Oh, honey, how? You two seemed so happy," she said, sitting down on one of the couches in our living room "Can we talk after this?" I asked, still standing and frozen. "Of course, my dear. I understand." She came over to help me carry my things. We went up to my room. I threw myself on the bed and then I heard my mother close the door as she quietly left my room. It was at that moment that the dam broke and tears immediately came rushing out of my eyes. I allowed myself to feel everything I'd been holding in my chest. *** It's been a week since the incident with Nick. I only had to go to the university to take one last exam and stayed only as long as necessary. The semester was almost over, and I was just waiting to receive my grades. I found myself in my room, staring at the ceiling. Memories tried to corner me, but I pushed them to the back of my mind. I had to. I grimaced as I felt a small pain in my lower abdomen. I opened my eyes, startled. Then remembered that I should have gone to the doctor a few days ago. I got up, looked for my purse, and went downstairs. My mother was not home. She has worked as an accountant at a company for as long as I can remember. Her bosses have always treated her very well. They appreciate her, and for that reason, they pay for my college tuition. I just have to get good grades, and thanks to my mother's work and my father's support, we live comfortably. They are not together and have never been a couple. I don't know the details of their relationship, but he has never neglected me. He's a good father, even though I only see him one weekend a month. He's always present for special occasions. He gave me a car when I turned sixteen and keeps track of my studies, making sure I have everything I need. I have good parents, which makes me feel guilty for hiding my marriage to Nick. But I guess that's not relevant anymore. I was not married to him anymore, although the reason I was going to see the doctor right now was important, and I didn’t know how I was going to talk to them about it. I was afraid that I would disappoint them. I inhaled and exhaled forcefully as I stopped the car in front of the hospital. I walked down the halls looking for Cedric, my friend, whom Nick hated. Their rivalry began in college. While Nick was Stanford's quarterback, Cedric was Berkeley's, so we couldn't see each other often. However, I didn't distance myself from Cedric. He has always been a good friend. I met him when I first started college. He was dating a girl I met in my first semester who was my friend until she had to move out of state. Their relationship ended, but Cedric and I remained friends. "Ali," Cedric pulled me out of my thoughts. "Hi," I say, kissing his cheek. He came to see me a week ago, and I told him what happened. His hatred for Nick only intensified, and as always, he offered his support when I told him about the positive pregnancy test. "Sorry, I'm late. The practice has been taking up all my time." I know he's been very busy the last few years. "It's okay, don't worry," I said, linking my arm with his. "I already talked to my dad. He's waiting for you in his office," he explained. I nodded, swallowing a lump in my throat. "Thank you," I said sincerely. "Go on in." He pointed to the door, so I went in. I greeted Mr. Van Holt, Cedric's father, who has known me for a long time. He asked me the usual questions, and I explained that I had taken a pregnancy test two weeks ago and that it came back positive. "Get on the table," he said. He began to examine me and proceeded to perform an ultrasound. "Indeed, Alaia, you are six weeks pregnant." We looked at the screen. My heart beat fast as I saw the small spot on the screen. An unexplainable feeling invaded my chest at the same time that I felt fear. "They are twins. Here we can see both fetuses." He pointed to them, and my mouth dropped open. I was speechless. "There are two?" I asked the moment I found my voice, still unable to believe what was happening. "That's right." He smiled. I could tell that he was happy to deliver the news. "Both of them are fine. I'll give you the details of what you need to do from now on and the medications you need to take." He got up and went to the chair behind his desk while I cleaned the gel off my stomach and adjusted my clothes. I was still in shock. This day was so different from a week ago. But no matter what, I have to be a mother and a father to my babies. I will do it for them. It's not their fault who their father is. I closed my eyes, remembering Nick and his words. He won't know. They're mine, only mine. I left the office with that in mind. I thanked him and said goodbye to Mr. Van Holt. He walked me out where Cedric was waiting for us. He immediately went up to us the moment he saw us. "Everything okay? Thanks, Dad. I'll see you at home." Cedric bid goodbye to his father and walked beside me as we left the hospital. "Yeah, I think so," I replied. I was holding the ultrasound next to the pregnancy test and the vitamin prescription. He waited in silence for me to continue. "It's twins," I told him. "Wow," he said, amused. I smiled. "I know." He looked at me as he crossed his arms. I noticed something in his face. Something that tells me that something was going on. "What's wrong?" I ask, puzzled. "I guess it's best if you see for yourself," he said, taking my hand and leading me with him. We got into my car, and he was the one who was driving. We drove in silence. I didn’t even recognize the streets where we were going anymore. All I knew was that the houses were getting bigger and more luxurious as we continued on our way. Suddenly, we stopped in front of a huge mansion. I assumed we were at the back door of the house because of the structure that I was seeing. There was some movement, people were coming and going with objects. They were waiters dressed elegantly. "Come on," he whispered and took some trays from the back of a catering van. He handed me one, and I followed him, still not understanding anything that was happening. We walked around the house until we reached a large garden, which had been prepared for a wedding. Cedric hid us to the side so we wouldn't be seen, but we could see everything that was going on from there. "What are we doing here?" I whispered and he pointed to the spot where the groom was waiting for the bride. My hands started to shake as I saw who was waiting in front of the altar Cedric grabbed the tray before it fell and we attracted someone's attention. The groom turned as the woman, clad in a beautiful wedding dress, walked towards him. She was wearing a veil, so I couldn't see who it was. I turned to look at Cedric. "It's Barbara—Barbie," he explained with a complicated gesture. The images of her—the head cheerleader of the university football team—and Nick being "friends" came back to mind. According to Nick, they had known each other since they were kids. I never liked her, and she never liked me. Nick smiled as he saw her while the remains of my broken heart broke into even smaller pieces, causing a sharp pain in my chest. The beaming groom welcomed her, and the ceremony began. Feeling like I've seen enough, I turned around and moved quickly to get out of that house as soon as possible. I got into my car, and Cedric got in when he managed to catch up with me. I didn't say anything. My mind just replayed the times they would run into each other at the university, where they would only greet each other politely and show anything more. They turned out to be excellent actors. My feelings were churning, making it impossible for me to know which one was stronger. Cedric stopped in front of my house. "Are you okay? I know it wasn't easy, but you needed to see it. Nick is trash, Ali." "I know. I'll be fine. Thank you," I said and kissed him on the cheek. "You can take the car and send it later. I won't need it." Cedric nodded. I left him and walked to the house. I went straight to my room the moment I got in. "Ali, honey," I heard my mother's voice but I was too weak and tired to even answer her so I just laid on my bed and closed my eyes. I didn't realize I had fallen asleep. But then I was woken up when I felt my mother shaking me up. I creased my forehead as I yawned and forced myself to open my eyes. "Yes, Mom?" I answered sleepily, looking at my phone. I was shocked to see that it was already past four in the afternoon. "Mr. Killian Garnett is downstairs waiting for you." I felt like my whole body had just woken up. I quickly sat up on the bed. 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2,356,266	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2356244}'	Yes	2024-11-05 17:08	active	1726	Ladies R&B Kickback Concert - Part 2 Tickets Feb 01, 2025 Chicago, IL \| Ticketmaster	CHICAGO, IL🚨 * JUST ANNOUNCED * @yungflyentertainment PRESENTS THE LADIES R&B KICKBACK CONCERT PART 2 SATURDAY FEBRUARY 1st, 2025 AT THE CHICAGO THEATRE STARRING: KELLY PRICE TOTAL BROWNSTONE 702 ADINA HOWARD KUT KLOSE CHANGING FACES MICHEL’LE SUNSHINE ANDERSON PRESALE BEGINS THIS WEDNESDAY NOVEMBER 6TH, 2024 AT 10AM AT TICKETMASTER.COM USE PRESALE CODE: YUNGFLY TO PURCHASE TICKETS BEFORE THE GENERAL PUBLIC !!! PUBLIC ON SALE: THIS FRIDAY NOVEMBER 8TH, 2024 AT 10AM AT TICKETMASTER.COM OR THE VENUES BOX OFFICE! GET READY TO KICKBACK WITH US ! FOR ALL UPCOMING CONCERTS, MERCH AND EXCLUSIVE DETAILS CHECK OUT WWW.YUNGFLYENT.COM TELL A FRIEND 🤝🔥🤝 #yungflyent #yungflyentertainment	SHOP_NOW	https://www.ticketmaster.com/event/0700615FC48D3DC	YungFly Entertainment	https://www.facebook.com/100069168113422/	38,416	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop now	ticketmaster.com	IMAGE	Buy Ladies R&B Kickback Concert - Part 2 tickets at the The Chicago Theatre in Chicago, IL for Feb 01, 2025 at Ticketmaster.	https://www.ticketmaster.com/event/0700615FC48D3DCA	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465687950_1308675323876676_8228576558486405390_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mA1lb1u1J98Q7kNvgE-s0vC&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AmC9D2-XaBgbRSNDE7Q6klQ&oh=00_AYAMrqKNuzmWrd9goPpI09Qqf3XPutuNG4g37obw-Lb7Bw&oe=673077CB	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	YungFly Entertainment	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,356,264	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2356209}'	No	2024-11-05 17:08	active	1726		We're bringing weareeclipse back to #ArloWilliamsburg this Saturday with @dimkelly_music 🪩 Join us for a night of killer vibes and even better beats from 10PM - LATE 🔥 Click the link in our bio for tickets! 🔗			Arlo After Dark	https://www.facebook.com/61557705106881/	4	1969-12-31 18:00			IMAGE			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465556565_502652276104128_3921840341823001596_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=BJVHJc9K3V0Q7kNvgGMkVDa&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ARn9BguQ3nDAgO3x_0bdtVj&oh=00_AYBUTk0fSOWyid5ux7KBn6q5BAeQwb3VFCwqkx_dP-sa6A&oe=673081AF	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Arlo After Dark	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,356,267	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2356269}'	Yes	2024-11-05 17:08	active	1726	Richard Marquis		SHOP_NOW	https://r-and-company.com/exhibition/abask-x-r-com	R & Company	https://www.facebook.com/RandCompanyNYC/	3,651	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	r-and-company.com	CAROUSEL		https://r-and-company.com/exhibition/abask-x-r-company/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465704236_1073202841272492_7734174526887125683_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Qf3kvlFqwmsQ7kNvgGBpEUj&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AmC9D2-XaBgbRSNDE7Q6klQ&oh=00_AYDovH6IFaQNpglCIPjeznJJQjdR2GRaRxjxMgrmtUq7OA&oe=673084C8	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	R & Company	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,356,262	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2356243}'	No	2024-11-05 17:08	active	1726	Click to watch the sequel👉👉👉	🌟Brooklyn, secretly Bristal’s richest heiress, endured three years of hidden heartbreak with Charlie. After betrayal and tragedy, she reclaims her true identity, leaving her doubters in awe. Will Charlie win her back? 📲 Watch My Poor Billionaire Wife on Shortmax!	WATCH_MORE	https://xsrrq.i299sdgktl.com/fb02.html?shorttv_adi	SHORT TV	https://www.facebook.com/61551042265812/	1,050,557	1969-12-31 18:00	Watch more	xsrrq.i299sdgktl.com	VIDEO		https://xsrrq.i299sdgktl.com/fb02.html?shorttv_adid=37740&language=en&timestamp=1730716376912&utm_source=facebook&campaign_id={{campaign.id}}&campaign_name={{campaign.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465808925_1197090344696956_7527156825086874494_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=9Oo-AOKjPegQ7kNvgERELYk&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ARn9BguQ3nDAgO3x_0bdtVj&oh=00_AYD1HN8OLIvxX2fgQMpGoAn02o57v-C9WcmIBAPhyDIdyw&oe=673057B4	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	SHORT TV	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,356,431	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-11-05 17:11	active	1726	Create professional songs in seconds! 🔥🎙		INSTALL_MOBILE_APP	http://itunes.apple.com/app/id6711342667	AI Music Generator Lab & Maker	https://www.facebook.com/61566664929984/	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Install now	itunes.apple.com	VIDEO		http://itunes.apple.com/app/id6711342667	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465680969_895086772597311_1960317151373477998_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Stg5Py-qUmMQ7kNvgFM1I3j&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AHww8Ukdst3kWNsrU2txcKw&oh=00_AYAHRKcpaVB9jzCZWWE1rXF872eT6ycOal9jVMTeF6nM4A&oe=673066D5	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	AI Music Generator Lab & Maker	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,356,453	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2356454}'	No	2024-11-05 17:11	active	1726	seekdiscoveries555.online	¿Estás buscando una relación adulta? ¡Explora fotos y perfiles de solteros adultos locales y únete hoy gratis!	LEARN_MORE	https://seekdiscoveries555.online/?network=faceboo	Serenity Kelly	https://www.facebook.com/61560481145193/	314	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	seekdiscoveries555.online	IMAGE		https://seekdiscoveries555.online/?network=facebook&site={{placement}}&adtitle={{ad.name}}&kw1=Free+Dating+Site+for+Us&kw2=Online+Dating+for+Over+50s+&kw3=Dating+Sites+for+Over+50s&kw4=Dating+for+Older+Singles&kw5=Older+Women&pxfb[id]=1540742290119045&sub1={{ad.id}}&sub2={{campaign.id}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465609912_441353258621088_7906203186691545288_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=22yHRiAgrkwQ7kNvgHt5SVr&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AHww8Ukdst3kWNsrU2txcKw&oh=00_AYALlBJymxaUUB4977xwlwLcCmHap1UTRuSt_pty8s5krQ&oe=673085F3	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Serenity Kelly	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,356,449	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-11-05 17:11	active	1726	Leather Dual Power Reclining Sofa	Leather Dual Power Reclining Sofa - $1,100.00 Caramel colored Davidson Leather Dual Reclining Sofa. Fully reclines on both ends. Almost in a laying fully down position. But can adjust where you like it best. Purchased in May 2024 for bonus room, but decided to go on a different direction with the room. Very heavy. Chargers for phone on each side of couch. All details in pictures. Pick up at my home in Hockley. Very, very heavy. Perfect condition, no children live with us! Facebook Marketplace	CONTACT_US	https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/126763920437	Kelly Leonard Redman	https://www.facebook.com/Kelly-Leonard-Redman-102431638644044/	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Contact us		IMAGE		https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/1267639204378200/	1969-12-31 18:00		REGULAR_PAGE	1	1	Kelly Leonard Redman	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,356,469	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2356209}'	No	2024-11-05 17:11	active	1726		We Are 'Shakin' The City With House❤️Music ALL Wknd Long!! Nov 8th-10th!! Early Arrival Suggested! . LIVE Radio Remote! Vendors! Food! Give-Aways!! . 👉🏾Info: bit.ly/CHMPSC-VDW2024 . See Ya There!! #housemusic #undergroundhousemusic #SouthCarolina #chmpsc	MESSAGE_PAGE		Columbia House Music Project	https://www.facebook.com/thecolumbiahousemusicproject/	6,976	1969-12-31 18:00	Send message		VIDEO			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465661256_603855005302441_3352067021136612947_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=cIVjiIbS7EMQ7kNvgGPkDim&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Aw1eMoL9kRK9yI7qt59DDPm&oh=00_AYDfBQw55sTa2s90Eyq69q5bkWcgmAjGFGro_gdKXsASHw&oe=67308626	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Columbia House Music Project	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,356,466	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-11-05 17:11	active	1726		(Y) Special Kelly Green Hoodie for Fan's Philadelphia Eagles (Y) Limited Edition - Selling Out Fast! (Y) Order here: https://rebrand.ly/tn-philadelphia-eagles	SHOP_NOW	https://rebrand.ly/tn-philadelphia-eagles	Philadelphia Eagles Big Fan	https://www.facebook.com/61553003510991/	28	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop now		IMAGE		https://rebrand.ly/tn-philadelphia-eagles	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465542079_869465495272378_3041566692487359817_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=VieohY1cyr8Q7kNvgGJkd4s&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Aw1eMoL9kRK9yI7qt59DDPm&oh=00_AYARKESgzVez0Js5F6wnbKJQ1jZ2FwvX8U4qSlPnZq3cCQ&oe=67306FC2	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Philadelphia Eagles Big Fan	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,356,490	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2355658}'	Yes	2024-11-05 17:12	active	1726	SAVE UP TO 65% + FREE GIFTS 🔥	"Thought I was doing everything right with my old toothbrush, but then I learned about how many germs it might have. With Tao Clean’s UMMA Diamond Sonic Toothbrush, it's a whole new level of clean. It's not just about brushing – it's about knowing that brush is germ-free every time it reaches my mouth. What a relief!" - Kelly B. ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐	SHOP_NOW	https://www.taoclean.com/pages/reserve-toothbrush-	Discover Weekly	https://www.facebook.com/discoverweekly001/	1,449	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	www.taoclean.com	DCO	Last For A Lifetime	https://www.taoclean.com/pages/reserve-toothbrush-65-1	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/464314505_513598084914270_943135031939807202_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=CSDlEwAJzZUQ7kNvgH5F8ZB&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Aw1eMoL9kRK9yI7qt59DDPm&oh=00_AYAR8PaRjftoOzbA86KML-3Z3akf4d3MaVeB0FSPQj4WXA&oe=67307CB6	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Discover Weekly	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,356,496	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-11-05 17:12	active	1726	2009 Subaru Forester · X Sport Utility 4D	2009 Subaru Forester · X Sport Utility 4D - $4,500.00 187k miles AND Refurbished engine installed 3 years ago 20k miles only Note: Black interior/exterior, runs great, repair of CC needed to pass smog, new battery, recently detailed interior/clean, many extras including luggage rack, tow package, etc. Kelly Blue Book Fair Condition pricing +$4000 + Refurbished engine ($4500 paid so +$3000 value now with wear) - Needs New Catalytic Converter (-$1300) Value:7k+ minus $1300= $5700 NOW $600 off to move! $4500“ Negotiable” Clean and clear title Facebook Marketplace	CONTACT_US	https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/779010900993	Tania Plevel	https://www.facebook.com/Tania-Plevel-607176516464003/	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Contact us		IMAGE		https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/779010900993068/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465698830_1653466778552806_715991094962169236_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=UBvJG21acmQQ7kNvgGF-5D5&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AEMTEb156M6WcFWN1ix13Ol&oh=00_AYBT96bjtKAUjk5Z-Dcx4HgBgZnB0wFKdvwRGOujIjczvQ&oe=6730852F	REGULAR_PAGE	1	0	Tania Plevel	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,356,495	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2356209}'	No	2024-11-05 17:12	active	1726		Fall Registration is still OPEN!! You dance love, you dance joy and you dance dreams” ~Gene Kelly A look into our various classes…Ballet, Tiny Tots, Dance Cardio, Musical Theater, Cheer Pom, and more! www.meredithlanedancers.com 262-308-7133 meredithlanedancers@gmail.com #dancestudio #dancelife #dancingthroughlife	MESSAGE_PAGE		Meredith Lane Dancers	https://www.facebook.com/meredithlanedancers/	324	1969-12-31 18:00	Send message		MULTI_IMAGES			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465732204_1057796826141174_6348431939456716329_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=oRL42MBwW_kQ7kNvgEw4-xE&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AEMTEb156M6WcFWN1ix13Ol&oh=00_AYBSegblGilmDNA-_HAPx-eavkbqS5BI6XzMfoeBdkUNyg&oe=673057AF	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Meredith Lane Dancers	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,356,633	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-11-05 17:15	active	1726	Sanilac Women Who Care - Sanilac County Community Foundation		LEARN_MORE	http://www.SanilacWomenWhoCare.org/	Sanilac Women Who Care	https://www.facebook.com/sanilacwomenwhocare/	670	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	sanilaccountycommunityfoundation.org	CAROUSEL		http://www.SanilacWomenWhoCare.org/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465415416_1117478963228610_2326535617677591795_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-8fc0qHmJcMQ7kNvgFo5vl4&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ALsqNjyxQ8ukOQbQLWpM2wu&oh=00_AYA3FoN4_SMIyvGldvXx5SC5fkvGKmM7FOuHAgxsgt3GFg&oe=67307D8B	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Sanilac Women Who Care	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,356,513	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2356460}'	Yes	2024-11-05 17:13	active	1726	Click to watch more exciting content😍👉	The man's kisses rained down on Tiffany Lloyd's body. Time passed until, finally, the storm subsided. Tiffany curled up in the man's warm embrace, drifting into a deep sleep... The next morning, Tiffany rolled over. Her fingers made contact with something warm. The unfamiliar sensation made her jolt awake. As she slowly opened her eyes, a handsome face appeared before her. "Huh? Mr. Lewis?" Tiffany's mind went blank for two seconds. Then, flashes of what had happened the night before flooded back into her mind. Her eyes flew wide as she bolted upright. Her entire body was sore and aching. But what hurt more was the scene before her eyes. She was in a spacious tent, and the sheets were tousled around her. Vincent Lewis was stark naked, save for a thin blanket around his waist. Tiffany sat stunned, as if struck by lightning. She felt like the world had collapsed in that instant. Last night hadn't been a dream? She was an intern who had just joined the company half a month ago. And now she had slept with her boss. As Tiffany reeled, Vincent's hand moved, indicating that he was rousing from his slumber. Terrified, Tiffany frantically got dressed and fled. In her rush, she didn't notice the pearl bracelet lying by the pillow. Outside, the day had yet to break. The bonfire from the night before had smoldered, leaving a trail of smoke rising from it. Dozens of tents surrounded the area. Tiffany dashed barefoot across the grass and quickly disappeared into a pale pink tent. As soon as she lay down, Kelly Harrison, her colleague, rolled over. As their eyes met, Tiffany's breath caught in her throat. But Kelly only glanced at Tiffany before closing her eyes again. She casually asked, "What were you doing out so early?" "I… I just went to the restroom," Tiffany choked out, her mind racing. Kelly didn't pry further. Soon, her breathing became even once more. Tiffany exhaled in relief, but her heart was still pounding wildly. She stared unblinkingly at the tent ceiling until the sky brightened outside and everyone else woke up. Still, she remained huddled inside. She could hear her colleagues' laughter and chatter outside. Tiffany cocooned herself, leaving only her head peeking out from the covers, her eyes wide. Kelly unzipped the tent and peered in. "Tiffany, get up. We'll eat breakfast and then go hiking." They were on a company team-building camping trip in a scenic mountain area for several days. Yesterday had been the first day, so everyone had settled in and had quite a few drinks at night. Tiffany hadn't planned to drink. However, since she was new, she had felt pressured to bond with her colleagues over drinks. She had never imagined that those few drinks would have led to such a disaster. She didn't know how it had happened, but she had stumbled into the wrong tent. Somehow, she had accidentally ended up sleeping with Vincent! Thinking about it made Tiffany's head ache again. "Tiffany? Tiffany?" Kelly called out several times, but there was no response. She took off her shoes and entered the tent. "What's wrong?" Tiffany sniffled, feeling like crying. Her voice was muffled. "It's nothing." Kelly reached out and felt her forehead. "Oh, dear, you have a fever!" "I'm fine." Tiffany bit her lip, resisting the urge to cry. Her voice was dull. "I'll just lie down. You guys go ahead and go hiking. Don't worry about me." Kelly wasn't convinced, so she brought two antipyretic pills. Then, she made Tiffany take them before leaving with the others to hike. When silence enveloped her, Tiffany finally succumbed to her distress and began sobbing. Her body ached terribly, and she still bore marks from last night's pleasure. She didn't know if it was because her senses were heightened, but she felt like she could still smell Vincent's scent. Now that she had a fever, Tiffany felt like a duck being roasted over a fire. She felt so terrible that she wished she were dead. ... The hiking group had assembled at the foot of the mountain. When Vincent stepped out of the car, the women's gazes were immediately drawn to him. "Ah, Mr. Lewis looks so handsome!" "We always see Mr. Lewis in suits, but he looks incredible in casual wear too!" "Hey, you're practically drooling!" "I've had my fill of eye candy!" Vincent strode over, exuding a commanding air. His eyes scanned the crowd from behind his sunglasses. His voice was deep as he asked, "Did everyone sleep well last night?" Everyone replied in unison, "Yes." Vincent frowned slightly and tilted his head, gesturing to his assistant, Alex Zander. Getting the cue, Alex asked them sternly, "Did anyone enter Mr. Lewis' tent last night?" Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads. Even if some of the assistants were attracted to Vincent, they were all still employees of Lewis Group. They wouldn't dare risk their careers by sneaking into Vincent's tent. Seeing that no one had admitted to it, Vincent frowned even more. He raised the bracelet made of white pearl beads. "Whose is this?" Still, everyone shook their heads. None of them recognized the bracelet. "If anyone knows whose bracelet this is, let me know." Vincent's voice was grave. Then, he added, "You will be rewarded… and your year-end bonus will be doubled." His words caused an uproar. "Double?" "My bonus was 100 thousand last year. Did he say double? That's 200 thousand dollars! Awesome!" "Whose bracelet is that anyway?" "It looks quite plain, though. Is it worth that much?" "Kelly, do you know whose it is?" "Huh?" Kelly snapped out of it. She had a rather odd expression on her face. "No idea..." "Alright, let's take attendance." Alex began calling names. When he reached Tiffany, there was no response. "Where's Tiffany Lloyd?" Alex asked. Kelly stepped forward. "Tiffany is sick, so she's in her tent." "Sick?" Alex looked at Vincent, unsure of what to do. Vincent sat in the black car. He looked lost in thought as he fiddled with the bracelet. Alex didn't dare to disturb him, so he finished checking everyone's attendance and said, "Let's get going then." Closing his notebook, Alex walked to the car. "Mr. Lewis, are you joining the hike?" Vincent looked weary and seemed uninterested. His gaze was fixed on the bracelet. After a moment, he said flatly, "I'll pass. You can lead the team." "Alright, Mr. Lewis." "Kelly, what are you looking at?" Ivy Jones tugged Kelly's arm. "Hurry up! The first ten to reach the top get prizes!" "Okay." Kelly nodded, but she couldn't help glancing back. All she saw was the black car speeding toward the campsite on the winding mountain road. 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