I Married an Old Millionaire Everyone Thought I Was Using — But What He Left Me Was Worth More Than His Fortune

reception, Deborah leaned toward me and quietly said:

“I hope whatever number you have in your head is worth this.”

“Worth what?” I asked.

“The way everyone is looking at you.”

Before I could respond, Arthur placed his hand gently over mine.

“Deborah,” he said calmly, “don’t confuse cruelty with loyalty.”

She stiffened.

“I’m protecting Mom’s place.”

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