A document with a myriad of legal clauses is the first thing I notice before my eyes when I take the disposition to open it, examine its contents, and make the greatest attempt to understand it.
My name is there... And so is Anthony's...
But... There's also Freddy's damn name.
Why are we supposed to have anything to do with him?
It's twisted enough that the father of both of us is putting twenty percent of his airline, one of his most successful companies, internationally, in my hands.
Would this make me a rich woman?
Am I part of Turkey's millionaire elite from here on?
The truth is, I shouldn't get too excited.
There's no point in having so much money if you end up dead. I don't even have a child yet who can enjoy it.
"A little surprised, Julieta?" Khaled asks me with a sardonic
