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62. Accusing Her 

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last update publish date: 2026-07-15 23:51:52

The lawyer met Camille’s glare without flinching.

“In accordance with Mr. Reed’s Last Will and Testament, the remaining seventy percent of his estate shall be inherited solely by Miss Annalise Sterling.”

“No.” Camille shook her head. “No, that’s impossible.”

Before anyone could react, she strode over and snatched the document from his hands.

Page after page flipped beneath her trembling fingers.

Her breathing grew heavier. Then her voice cracked. “This… This can’t be real!”

She looked up, her e
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