Victoria Discovered Her Sister Never Abandoned the Family—Someone Forged Her Signature and Stole Her Entire Inheritance
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Chapter 7
When Eleanor turned back toward the lounge area, the little girl was still standing by the potted ficus tree, holding her basket of red roses. The child smiled sweetly, entirely unaware of the seismic shockwave she had just unleashed upon corporate America.
Eleanor knelt down to eye level with the young girl, ignoring the expensive hem of her black slacks touching the marble floor. "What is your name, sweetheart?"
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"My name is Lily," the girl answered brightly, tilting her head with curiosity. "Are you okay, lady? You look like you just saw a ghost."
"I think I did, Lily," Eleanor choked out, a single tear escaping her eye and tracing a path down her cheek. "I think I really did."
