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My parents demanded the password to my penthouse apartment right in fr…

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clutch and pulled out a thick manila folder. She dropped it onto the marble counter right next to the sink. The sound of the heavy paper hitting the stone echoed in the room.

Beverly tapped the cover of the folder with a manicured fingernail.

She delivered her ultimatum with chilling precision. She said I had until the cocktail hour at the wedding reception continue reading …

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