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chapter 135

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Point of View: Elena

Daniel's accusation hit me harder than anything Marcus or Vanessa had thrown at us in three days of chaos, because unlike them, my father had never once given me a reason to doubt him until this exact moment.

"That is not possible," I said, hearing the thinness in my own voice even as I said it. "My father can barely manage his own firm's accounts. He would not have the connections to leverage anything against your family, Daniel."

"He would if someone gave him the connecti
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