a P
riveway, coming to a halt before the tower
en and stepped out onto the gr
k seat, falling into step half a pace behind me
who had served the estate for over a decade, dr
whispered, her
said, my tone even. "Are
parlor," she stammered, w
uble doors and walked straight
armchair reading the morning financial paper,
of me, was already there, loudly boasting about th
" Daphne shrieked, springing up fr
ly, trying to look like the man
drag your mess to my front door? You've h
aving her freshl
ng a stranger into our home. S
mahogany coffee table, my
It's Whitfield Manor. You're just
oved forward, opening his b
rust documents and laid them
a Whitfield is now the sole executor and owner of this estate and all asso
o an ugly shade of gray,
were drawn up! I have poured millions of Cole family capital into keeping this est
a chilling laugh. "My mother knew exactly what kind of parasite you were
earing wet red polish ac
belongs to us!" Daphne scr
ed up, my eyes sweeping over the three of them. "You have th
aze dropping to the platinum diam
klace into my hand, closing my
s legacy st
rward, trying to
back! Tha
ence," Owen stated calmly from the side. "Attempting to claim stolen
e, looking desperately at Henry,
ning my back on them and walk
enry roared behind me, slamming his fist
step, looking down at
l for the last three ye
the screen in full view of the
I have multiple intruders refusing to vacate my private p
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