My Son-in-Law Saw Who I Copied on the Email

Reeves, according to his tag.

Denise was with them in a gray suit and tennis shoes.

That girl had once written a six-page paper on Jane Eyre using purple gel pen. Now she stepped into my daughter’s kitchen like she owned the county.

“Eleanor,” she said.

“Denise.”

She looked at Mia. Her face changed, but only a little. Good lawyers control their faces.

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