The Con Play

The Con Play

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Adalia Venice Madrigal had a fight with her co-worker because of her attitude and ended up jobless. She didn't have any savings dahil lahat ng kaniyang sahod ay napupunta sa apartment rent, bills and other essential stuff. She had to work her magic in able to survive so she came up with one solution, and that was stealing. But destiny had a plan already. Mateo Elizar Landeros was the son of a notorious conman. He was given a tough mission that required a swindle team. He already had three prospects and started gathering them until he stumbled in to Adalia, his schoolmate back in his college days. Now, all he needed to do was to create an absolute script, ready the props and set-up the stage for the most awaited drama! Soon. Credits to the rightful owner of the photo used in the book cover above.
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