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There is a reason everyone calls her the "Iron Lady." 

Call her a fashion designer, interior designer, a genius hacker, or even a talented healer. She is all that in a day and a ruthless assassin at night.

Did I say she's a triplet? Oh yes! She has two other sisters who are geniuses in their own right. 

Can you imagine Gerald Flynch abandoned them all onto Emily Fynn the day they were born, just because they are girls?

Follow Adriana Hastings on a mission to acquire the same hard drive that could bring the Rockerfeller family to its knees. 
With Aiden Rockerfeller on her tails, how will she shake him off from discovering her or even from getting too close to her heart?

The most tormenting factor about the whole situation is that the Rockerfeller family may be responsible for her mother's murder.


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If Aiden had responded to the address of Mr Fox, he wouldn't have had the right to sit in and converse with Adriana about the hard drive.

What would be the business of Mr Fox, regarding the Rockerfeller hard drive anyway?

Adriana went on to say, "you switch identities so fast…And seriously… I'm tempted to believe you are here to impersonate the renowned casanova, Aiden Rockerfeller!" She then supported her jaw with her right hand and placed her index finger on her chin, as she pretended to be in deep thought.

Aiden on the other hand felt for the first time that he was wrong to have had such a reputation spread so wide. Even Adriana was taunting him with such rumors. But wait, why does he even care anyway?

"Do I take it to mean you need more proof?" Adriana nearly jumped to her feet, when she interjected Aiden sharply, "no need!" After regaining her composure, she says "if you say you are who you are, then tell me how I may help you!"

My apologies, Miss Fynn!