From Family Betrayal to Billion-Dollar Empress

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hallway outside my condo. I watched on

ately puffed up her chest. "Who are

x said, his voice polite but firm. He didn'

d, her voice echoing in the corridor. "You let your brother get arres

, looking miserable. He was a ghost, a man who

nued. "And you need to give him a house! It' s your dut

ity of it was a

"If you are not off this floor in sixty seconds, I will have you removed for trespassing, just lik

rple with rage. My father finally spoke, his vo

watched them until the elevator doors closed. He then g

ondo a comforting blanket. I had drawn the line. N

quiet for a few weeks. I used the time to work, to settle into my new life, and to fortify my defenses, both personal and professional. I moved my personal asse

rian and Sabrina' s lavish wedding, my phone

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flickered inside me. Maybe the arrest had

on speaker

know I messed up. I was an ass. I' m so sorry. Sabrina and I, we just want to make things right. We' re having a small din

d it. But the part of me that was once a daughter and a sister, the

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