The Stoic Billionaire's Secret Family Exposed

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a single sheet of paper acros

LOGY & LIAB

to "emotional instability," "unprovoked hysteria," and "physical aggression." It a

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it like a weapon aimed at herself. If she signed this, she was giving them

asping for air in a crowded st

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pression. She typed a command into her key

again, Elenore. Or I pull the plug on you

elt like they didn't belong to her. She f

television was mounted on the wa

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ens. It showed Cedrick walking down a street in SoHo. He was wea

t a little girl skipping beside him. Julianna was on his other

erfect. They

he muttered. He glanced at the TV, then at Elenore. He leane

lobby felt like it was shrinki

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. No sound came out. It was a silent, guttural heave of her

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Dinner at 7.

view mirror. Her eyes were red. Her hair was

f her hand. The roughness of her s

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