Chapter 8

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"Honey, I don't care what happens to me, but our daughter won't last long if she doesn't get dialysis!" "Mom, that whole thing is already settled, right? Can't we just go back to being a happy, loving family like we used to?" 'Still putting on an act?' I hurled a thick stack of documents right in Von's face. The two of them scrambled to pick up the papers, their eyes practically popping out of their heads. There were photos of Von with his ex-wife, Noemie's original household registration records, and even old pictures of the two of them together back in high school, every last piece of evidence was crystal clear. Von was shaking like a leaf. "W-when did you find out about all this?" he asked. I slammed the heel of my stiletto down hard on his hand. "Earlier than you could ever imag

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