My Sister Smirked Until I Said One Unit Number

to be very busy by noon.

My father finally tried to bluff.

“This transfer wasn’t complete.”

“Right,” I said. “Because the owner has to appear in person.”

He looked at me.

And there it was, fully. He had missed that line. He’d built this whole rotten plan around a shortcut that didn’t exist.

Mara saw it happen on his face.

“Dad?”

He didn’t answer.

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