After My Father’s Funeral, My Stepmother Left Me Behind and Claimed Everything—Then I Called the Number Dad Had Hidden in My Pocket
Daniel put his briefcase down.
“The court accepted your father’s real will.”
Noah stared.
“So we won?”
Daniel sat beside him.
“We recovered what your father intended for you.”
“Isn’t that winning?”
Daniel looked at him.
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