The Wife He Forgot: Ashes to Empire
Finch, a man whose moral flexibility made him invaluable to my father's less-than-legal operations.
"Jaxon." My father stood, checking his watch. "Punctual. Good. The Winters family should be here any moment."
"Family? I thought it was just the girl."
"Richard is bringing her. Wants to make sure she signs properly." He said it like she was a child who couldn't be trusted to read a contract.
Five minutes later, the door opened. Richard Winters entered first, fifties, balding, with the look of a man who'd made money but never quite enough. Behind him was a woman I assumed was his wife, elegant but cold. And behind her
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