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My Father Married Me to a Billionaire in a Coma—Then He Opened His Eyes When He Heard My Voice

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antique clock on the wall.

Abigail followed the line of my arm, her eyes locking onto the hidden camera hidden within the mahogany carvings.

For the very first time since I had arrived at the estate, a flash of genuine, unadulterated fury rippled through her cold expression.

“Grab your wrap and come with me immediately,” she commanded, turning toward continue reading …

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