After My Father’s Funeral, My Stepmother Left Me Behind and Claimed Everything—Then I Called the Number Dad Had Hidden in My Pocket
Noah was sixteen then.
He understood immediately.
“How much?”
Grace pointed at both of them.
“No.”
Daniel smiled.
“We haven’t said anything.”
“I know that look.”
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