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”
“I understand.”
“No,” he said. “You don’t.”
He was right.
So I stayed quiet.
He leaned back. “Why are you here?”
“Because my husband may be trying to use your sister’s death to destroy my father’s company.”
Samuel’s mouth hardened. “Your father’s company survived just fine.”
“Yes,” I said. “It did.”
“Mine didn’t.”
The words landed heavily.
He looked out the continue reading …
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