“I’ve been expecting you, Mr. Hemsworth,” she said, coolly. “No — I don’t care which Hemsworth you are; it’s of no consequence to me. Any Hemsworth will do. I’ve a job for you. Listen very carefully; I shall say this only once. A scoundrel has double-crossed me and I mean to make him pay. Find him, and I shall reward you handsomely. But do try not to fall in love with me. I’ve a publishing empire to run.”

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