Chapter 8

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*Thud—* The dull sound of knees hitting the ground came from behind me. Jack's legs gave out completely, and he knelt rigidly on the floor. Margaret patted the back of my hand. She turned her head, her icy gaze falling on Jack like a knife. She had already investigated everything that had happened at the law firm clearly. "Are you that Jack from Miller Law Firm?" Jack shivered all over as if electrocuted. Using his hands and feet, he scrambled forward two steps, crawling on the ground like a dying dog. "Ms... Ms. Margaret... This is all a misunderstanding..." "Misunderstanding?" Margaret stepped forward, her sharp high heels stepping directly on the stack of cash he had dropped, grinding hard. "My daughter abandoned tens of billions in the family business just to serve tea and lay

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