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"Not mad anymore, are you? Jen's had it rough. She's not like you—some pampered heiress coasting on family money. She earned everything she has without a handout.
"I know you're jealous, so here's the deal—hand over that limited-edition bag, and buy her a penthouse in the city. It doesn't have to be huge—3,500 to 4,000 square feet will do. You've got the money. Do that, and I'll walk away from her."
For a second, I thought my ears were playing tricks on me. He spoke with such certainty, like he had every right.
"Don't worry, I'll only see her twice a month, for no more than two hours each time. We'll still be a family, though. Finn still needs you. Besides, I can't even do laundry or cook. W
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