"Mom," I said through my tears, "I'll come home with you."Mary led me to the car.We drove through downtown, crossed the Gilded Gate Bridge, and entered the wealthy neighborhoods north of the city.The Fletcher family's villa was even larger than I remembered.It was a grand villa built in a neoclassical style. There were roses in the garden, five luxury cars in the garage, and a line of maids waiting to greet me as I arrived."Welcome home, Miss."I clutched my small duffel bag. Inside were only a few old outfits and my journal.My bedroom was at the end of the second-floor hallway.It had pink wallpaper, white furniture, and a bed covered in over a dozen pillows. The curtains were made of lace, and there were fresh flowers on the nightstand.There was also a family photo album. When I opened it, every Fletcher family portrait remained intact, but Daisy's face had been cut out. A glaring white hole remained in its place.Mary sighed. "That fake heiress isn't even worth ment
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