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

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I stared at him.

For years, I’d wondered whether my father was dead, gone, or simply someone nobody wanted to discuss.

Now he suddenly had a name.

My hand tightened around the door.

“Wrong Susan.”

“No.”

I started to close it.

Before the latch caught, David said, “Your mother’s name was Annie.”

I froze.

“Thomas has been trying to find you,” he continued.

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