From Ruin to Riches: His True Love Story

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or to a massive merger of our family asset

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was staring at her phone, her thumb

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nd dismissive. "It doesn't concern you, A

ve handbag. The clerk behind the desk looked up

, not even glancing at him. She

n my pocket. I di

from her or Tyrone. But then, a text me

ne, already at the airport, his arm sl

smiling, a real, vibrant smile I h

the photo was s

o be grateful. Once your father's assets are legally

ange calm se

e devotion I had poured into our fiv

cold, hard clarity. This wasn't

as still staring at the door

voice steady. "There wo

my phone an

you still

ed on the first ring. "I'm

e up to the clerk's office on the third floo

lence, then, "

t as I remembered from our childhood-quietly brilliant, with an intensity in her eyes

ly stated. It w

d," I c

th a single, sharp line. Then, I wrote "Molly Chadwick" in

cuments and the

wn. But she didn't ask a single one. She simply picked up the pen and,

everything, just stamped the

portantly, in the eyes of my father's venture

one. They were on a private jet now, champagne flutes

who was now officia

real smile touching my lips