One day while I was at work, my assistant, Lyla Hunter, hurried into my office. "Ms. Spencer, someone is causing trouble at the entrance to the Werewolf Administration."I didn't think much of it at first. After all, plenty of people came to cause trouble. I merely replied dismissively, "Just have the guards throw them out."Lyla looked troubled as she added, "They're here to see you."As she spoke, she pulled up the surveillance footage for me.In the footage, Mom was sitting on the ground, holding an old photograph of me from when I was two or three years old. She was crying and complaining outside the entrance.She sobbed, "Janice, although I favored Jada, I still provided you with food and clothing all these years. Even if I deserve no credit, surely I deserve some acknowledgment for all the effort I put in. You can't just heartlessly cut ties with your family over a few pieces of old clothes."Dad looked several years older, and his voice was slightly hoarse. "Jerome was f
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