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entitlement that made the theft even clearer.
“Mom, I haven’t lived under your roof for over a decade,” I said. “And the money in my personal bank account belongs to me. Not to the family. To me.”
“You ungrateful—” she started, but I ended the call.
Helena looked up from her notes. “Perfect. That gives us everything we need.”
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