"This car looks familiar," Vanessa muttered to herself, her earlier confidence failing. "It looks like my dad's car!"Vanessa tilted her head, taking a closer look at the door.Her eyes narrowed as she studied the sleek black paint gleaming faintly under the morning sun.Something about the model, the plate number, even the way it was parked, felt uncomfortably familiar to her.She had grown up watching that same car glide in and out of her father's compound more times than she could count."Impossible," she muttered again, her heart racing. "I must be mistaken."Outside, Petra stepped down from the back door, clutching her handbag that looked more like a school bag.She wore a milk-colored gown paired with plain white sneakers, nothing about her appearance suggesting extravagance.If anything, she looked exactly like the modest, hardworking woman everyone in the office already believed her to be.Nothing in her demeanor hinted at the world she had briefly stepped into just moments be
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