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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWELVE
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Bill Ford stepped out of his fancy black car, adjusting his suit jacket as he took in the sight of his daughter’s home. It had been far too long since his last visit. He’d been caught up with the issues surrounding his divorce, the threats, and the negotiations with Catherine. But now, he was here. He had to make things right with Casey.

Maria, the maid, was already waiting by the front door when Bill approached. Her eyes held a mixture of surprise and concern, though she remained polite.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Ford,” Maria greeted, her voice steady. “Miss Casey is inside. I’ll let her know you’re here.”

Bill gave a curt nod. “Thank you, Maria.” He stepped into the foyer, the familiar scent of lavender drifting through the air. He glanced around the spacious entryway, his thoughts swirling with worry and regret. The house felt as grand and pristine as ever, but it was missing the warmth he remembered.

Maria gestured toward the living room. “Please, have a seat. I’ll let Miss Casey know
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