Page 63 of The Gamble


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I go very still.

“I’m going to be on a business trip most of this week, but perhaps we could meet when I return?”

He reels off his phone number, tells me he’ll be back on Thursday night, and suggests Friday afternoon for a meeting. I’m not really listening. I’m trying to breathe through the shattering sense of betrayal.

Today wasn’t the first time Dominic offered to help me set up my company. I’ve turned him down every single time. I confided in him. I told him about that lousy London internship where they made me feel superfluous.

I thought Dominic understood why achieving my goals on my own was important to me.

I thought I could trust him to respect my wishes.

Wrong. And wrong again.

All of a sudden, I feel nauseous. I need to get out of here.

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