He Thought He Was Just Helping a Vulnerable Stranger! Her True Identity

on his nose, giving him the permanent, squinting expression of a man who had spent three decades trying to read the fine print on faded supplier invoices. This was the man who had wrenched beside Declan’s father, the man who had handed over the keys with tears in his eyes and grim warnings about the bank.

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