The daughter-in-law laughed at my poverty, but she didn’t know that I am exceptionally wealthy and planned to support her.
— Do you live here? — Her thin lips barely curved into a smirk. — Yes, dear. And what surprises you about that? — I replied with a gentle smile, watching as her immaculate fingers nervously fiddled with the strap of a fake Prada bag. They say that life stops after your husband’s death. But […]
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