My Parents Stole My Passport, Framed Me at the Airport, and Screamed for My Arrest-Then a Customs Officer Recognized the Daughter They Tried to Destroy…

“There she is!”

My blood instantly turned cold.

Brenda and Richard came charging toward me with two airport police officers behind them. Harper was absent. Maybe even she had enough sense not to follow me into federal territory.

“She stole from our company!” Richard shouted. “She’s fleeing the country!”

A security officer stepped in front of me.

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