One day before my brother’s wedding, he demanded my penthouse and told me to move into a rental home. – Welcome

knew.

His lawyers knew.

His accountants knew.

Caroline had simply never asked.

Instead, she had invented a version of me that fit her resentment.

Derek studied the documents.

“What did you sell the company for?”

“That isn’t your business.”

He immediately looked away.

Caroline stood.

“So what happens now? You throw your husband’s daughter onto the street?”

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