My Childhood Sweetheart Asked Me to Sign a Special Folder in Room Four Hundred Seven

told me you would be coming in today, Sarah,” he said, gesturing to the green leather chair across from his desk.

“I need to protect the trust, Arthur,” I said, sitting down and placing my purse firmly on my lap.

“The sixty-two thousand?” he asked.

“Every penny of it,” I said. “I want a temporary freeze placed on the entire fund immediately.”

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