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doesn’t know about.”
Nala frowned through her tears.
Cromwell moved to object. The judge cut him off with a look and asked the bailiff to help the child connect whatever she had to the courtroom screen. Tmaine rose from his chair, face twisting.
“Your honor, I object. This is entirely improper.”
“Your objection is noted. Sit down.”
Zariah opened her backpack continue reading …
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