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Tea & Blood

Author: Zai
last update publish date: 2025-06-02 20:48:01

Anna's POV

“Do you know why the money wasn’t enough to start over, Mr. Fisher?” I asked softly, my voice slicing through the tension like a blade. I didn’t even glance at Lucy I didn’t need to. I could feel the panic radiating off her in waves.

Jack and Lucy were both staring at me now, their expressions tight with suspicion.

“Because you were supposed to receive three hundred thousand dollars,” I continued, eyes locked on John Fisher. “But it seems two hundred thousand of that went toward
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