From Trailer to Tycoon: A Billionaire's Secret Legacy
e stared at me, his smirk gone, replaced by a look of ca
car and walking toward me. "That's five hundred thousand dolla
said, my voice betraying no
sed, grabbing my arm. "Sign the paper! T
looking at her. My foc
ife, his obligations are now mine.
rk. "Time? You think this is a
rom under my bed. Inside was a folded, yellowed document. The deed to my parents' house. It was a rundown shackthe door and he
It's all I have. Give me three days. Just until
ew it wasn't worth half a million. But he also saw the look on my face
acket pocket. "After the funeral, I come for my money. Not a minute l
ave it,
got into his car. His men followed. The car roar
y were gone, J
u going to get that kind of money? Sarah, you have to fix this! Call
aw the panic in her eyes, and it wasn't for me. It
e mask of a terrified, grieving widow fall over my face. Tears, real
ing into her arms. "He took everything
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