Sweetheart, let’s transfer your inheritance into a joint account,” suggested the husband, unaware that I knew about his plans for a divorce.
Anastasia was setting up buns, taking her usual place behind the counter. The scent of baked goods filled the small shop. Nastya liked working in the residential area of Yekaterinburg. This store was more than just a business for Anastasia; it was a legacy inherited from her parents. The bell above the entrance door jingled, […]
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