He Grabbed the Cleaner’s Daughter to Take Her Phone! He Didn’t Know What Her Grandfather Had Taught Her…

on it.

“Delete that.”

Lucy stepped beside her mother. “No.”

For several seconds, Dean appeared unable to decide whether to seize the phone again or pretend the recording did not matter. Pride pulled him one way; the knowledge that every movement was being documented pulled him another.

Mara picked up the mop.

“We’re going.”

“You’re fired,” Dean said.

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