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There’s no will.’
Elena’s expression didn’t change.
‘That’s because Bradley was smarter than all of you.’
You could feel the air leave the room.
Marjorie stepped forward, chin high, trying to turn outrage into authority. ‘I am his mother.’
‘And yet,’ Elena said, opening the folder, ‘you are not on the trust, not on the title, not on the access revocation,continue reading …
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