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I’m April, and I’m twenty-six years old. My grandfather’s funeral was

The laughter cut deeper than any insult.
They thought she’d been left with nothing.
They had no idea she was already richer than all of them combined. In a single envelope, April’s life split in two: the girl they mocked, and the woman who secretly owned their future. When she quietly bought her father’s company and moved into an eighteen-mil… Continues…