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SAMANTHA "Hey, girl." Layla's voice came through the line. "How are you?" She asked. I let out a deep sigh, collapsing onto the bed. "Honestly, I don't even know. And I don't want to talk about it right now." "Okay. You are all over the news, why did that old man leave you so many properties?" "I have no idea. Maybe he just liked me." "Mmm-hmm, I think there's more to it. Anyway, you don't need Carlton anymore. You should file for divorce. I don't like how he's playing with your feelings – he's an asshole for that." She was right, I didn't need Carlton anymore, George's inheritance would provide more than enough to cover Sarah's expenses, even if Carlton decided to cut her off financially. But... there was a but, a reason I didn't want a divorce. "I will think about it." "Don't th

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