My Rich Father Found Me After I Spent My Childhood in Foster Care – One Week Later, His Lawyer Said, ‘You Walked Right Into His Trap’ – Welcome

His hand caught mine.

“I have no excuse, Susan.”

I looked down at his fingers wrapped around mine.

“And I have no right to ask you for anything,” he murmured.

“Then don’t.”

His grip loosened.

“Give me seven days.”

I stared at him.

“Why?”

His breathing was shallow.

“Because time is something I don’t have.”

I should have left.

Instead, I sat down.

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