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property left inside belongs to the sale unless previously excluded.”
His mother’s eyes bulged. “My dining table!”
I tilted my head. “Mine.”
“My bedroom set!”
“Mine.”
Daniel stepped closer. “Claire, don’t play with me.”
Marcus got out of the sedan then, calm and polished, holding a folder.
“Mr. Reeves,” he said, “I strongly advise you not to threaten my client.continue reading …
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