The Unwanted Heiress: A Billion-Dollar Reckoning
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my pocket. It was a text from
arents. I told them I bought you the dress as a gif
the cellar wall crackled to life. It w
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d with annoyance. "Why didn' t you just tell us he
for the accusation, for the humil
y now that she can' t even eat. Your father and I have decided to take
a response. When I gave he
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nd laughed. It was a hollow, empty sound that echoe
e airport. They didn' t speak to me. They just left a tray of
sprawling ranch was empty.
ces-the exact temperature he liked his coffee, the brand of cigars he favored, the way he liked his steak cooked. I
rums to find rare, high-fidelity classical music files to add to his precious collection. It was the o
nth. They both suffered from insomnia, and my blend of lavender, chamomile, and valerian root
couple of changes of clothes, my physics textbooks, and th
y, a log of every time they' d denied me basic necessities, and a detailed
ld him. "Not because I want an apology. Bu
proud. "Your flight is book
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