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

nothing.

Caroline nodded slowly.

“Go.”

Derek picked up his suitcase.

At the front door, he turned toward Richard.

“I hope you know your daughter is the one who spent half that money.”

Richard replied,

“Then she’ll be responsible for the debt she legitimately incurred.”

Derek turned toward me.

“And you.”

I raised an eyebrow.

“You think you won something.”

“No.”

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