Francisca Wright

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GRANDMA CELIA'S POV. I retired to my room the second we got back home. I was impatient and eager to know who she was. I settled on the edge of my bed with the brown file in my hands. My heart thumped as I pulled the document out and placed the brown file back on the bed. I stared at the content in it, the writing. My eyes fell on the picture of their so-called ‘mate.’ She had a smile plastered on her face, a smile that I wished I could rip off and feed to the dogs. I heaved a sigh to relax my nerves. I ran my eyes through the content, her age, her occupation, where she works, and everything else. It was funny to know that she worked for my boys. Was that how she was able to seduce them? I wondered. She didn't seem to have anything like her siblings. It also looked like she came fro

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