Chapter 3 · free to read
Forty-one hours left on the lien. The lawyers had spent seven of them and found nothing.
Four hundred million won. One ring. She had been bought for less than the chandelier.
Mandarin peel. She had guessed. She had guessed the way a barista guesses at a tip jar, and she had guessed right.
It was not addressed to the heir. It was addressed to the woman who had inherited him.
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