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finally said, forcing a laugh that didn’t reach his eyes. “What money?”
My grandfather straightened, his expression darkening.
“Don’t insult me,” he said. “Claire has received nothing. Not a single dollar.”
Vivian’s eyes darted toward the door, as if she were calculating how fast she could leave.
“For three years,” Grandpa went on evenly, “I sent that continue reading …
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