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My narcissistic mother shoved my pregnant wife in a courthouse and laughed—but she had no idea the ruthless attorney behind me was about to change everything.

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a single concession — if you attempt to bargain — I will pick up my phone and call the Special Agent in Charge at the Chicago FBI Field Office. Thirty seconds.”

Eleanor turned to me, her face a mask of pale, feral desperation. The aristocratic bearing was entirely gone. In its place was the raw, exposed panic of something cornered.

“Liam,” she pleaded,continue reading …

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