After My Father’s Funeral, My Stepmother Left Me Behind and Claimed Everything—Then I Called the Number Dad Had Hidden in My Pocket
His statement can be handled separately.”
“Good.”
Daniel looked at her.
“I owe you more than I know how to explain.”
“You don’t owe me anything.”
“You opened your door.”
“So would you.”
He shook his head.
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