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<< 21 >> The Old Boy
I knew Bruna's dad is rich.
But I didn't know the old guy was filthy rich to be precise.
Bruna's car pulls up in a massive brilliant white mansion with huge glassy windows after she enters the password on the golden gate. It doesn't take long for her to drive through the gravel driveway on her way to the parking lot.
"Here we are!" She says in excitement.
Through the drive, she didn't say much after revealing she suffered a miscarriage. She says the doctors told her the reason for the miscarriage was due to mental stress. She didn't say much on the mental stress part just that Josh and her were having some problems but they were working on it. For some reason, I don't believe that narrative.
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