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She was thr0wn out by his family—only for them to realize too late that the house was hers all along.

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” my father said.

His voice was calm, which made it uglier.

Camille gave one broken little sob.

“She sent the email,” she said. “She told Martin’s family about the debts. About the audit. About everything.”

I had not sent the email.

But I knew exactly why someone had.

Martin’s family was not the kind of family that canceled an engagement over gossip.

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