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In Mr. Clark’s room, inside Hopkin’s Hospital.

Amelia was seated by her father’s bedside, staring at his face and rubbing his arms. She had so many questions to ask him.

She wanted to know everything—the drugs, his henchmen, his crime organization, the adoption issue and if it was true that he wasn’t really her father... Unfortunately, he was still in a coma, and well, dead men tell no tales.

It was impossible to get any information from him. All she could do was wait and wish he’d wake up soon.

After staring and rubbing Mr. Clark’s hand for nearly an hour as though that would somehow make him miraculously wake up, she sat back and took out her phone and started going through all the credit alert notifications she had received earlier.

She scrolled through everything and looked down at the balance and realized that she had received a little over $18 million from the sales of about 1,000kg of cocaine.

A little smirk appeared at the corner of her lips as she imagined all the shopping sh
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