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able of speaking, and to

y," he finally spoke.

t made him think I believed him? Suddenly, I burst out laughing frantically and threw myself on the couch. My father followed me wi

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corporation should have had enough assets to fund

be so, in reality

y? What happened to the houses, the cars?" I could barely suppr

g is gone,

n his money, but I was glad he was doing well. That way, my mother didn't go through any hardships. Now he had lost every

on the couch with my fa

lly asked, trying to at least figu

ss and thought of setting up another shadow company

uncontrollable laughter, only t

t him. "What on earth possessed

pe of man who wouldn't jump into a deal without researching everything ten times beforehand if h

ther, I'd have sent hi

not?" His reckless

much money are we t

umbfounded, still praying that this would be a stupid joke. "What the hell is wrong with you? He dropped his head, and I realized he would not talk about it anymore. "Ok, can't you and your skil

to do it. And I could do some business and get it, but..." He drifted off a little. "Your mom was supposed to start chemo last week as soon as we foun

hy you are punished by the money you have." I fighted for myself when I was begging for a lit

o wrong he

romise to disappear from your life. You can do what you want with your m

s not about to leave her in the hands of an uncaring man for whom what

ch. He started pacing the living room like he was in his house. A bit of his self

n't even have money to support yourse

at. All I need is your help, that's it!" he insisted again with this help thing, and it was really

m sure of that. I have a sponsor, one that believe

money to buy a loaf of bread, let alone pay for my mother's treatment.

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