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Story Name: "I Hated My Rich Family—Then I Learned the Truth" Part 4 of 8 I hesitate, my pulse pounding as I tap the screen. The number is unfamiliar, but something compels me to answer. I press the phone to my ear, trying to steady my breath. "Hello?" My voice trembles, thick with anger and uncertainty. “Is this Amelia?” a deep voice replies. It’s smooth but laced with urgency. “Who wants to know?” I snap, ready to hang up. “Your father… he’s in trouble,” he says, and my stomach drops. “Trouble? What do you mean?” “You need to come to the old warehouse on 5th. Now,” he urges. “It’s serious. You’re not safe.” My heart races. “What did you do? What trouble?” “You must hurry. It’s not just about you,” he says, his tone almost frantic. I glance back at the mansion, the lights ...
Story Name: "I Hated My Rich Family—Then I Learned the Truth" Part 4 of 8 I hesitate, my pulse pounding as I tap the screen. The number is unfamiliar, but something compels me to answer. I press the phone to my ear, trying to steady my breath. "Hello?" My voice trembles, thick with anger and uncertainty. “Is this Amelia?” a deep voice replies. It’s smooth but laced with urgency. “Who wants to know?” I snap, ready to hang up. “Your father… he’s in trouble,” he says, and my stomach drops. “Trouble? What do you mean?” “You need to come to the old warehouse on 5th. Now,” he urges. “It’s serious. You’re not safe.” My heart races. “What did you do? What trouble?” “You must hurry. It’s not just about you,” he says, his tone almost frantic. I glance back at the mansion, the lights ...
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