Behind the Wallflower

Behind the Wallflower

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He looked at me then my Aunt. Then he begun to read . "I Benjamin Alexander Hernneoux being in my right state of physical and Mental health hear by leave all my Estates, country houses, The Hernneoux chain of international hotels and the chairmanship of the Hernneoux group of companies and all my properties including my bank accounts to my sister Ava Elizabeth Hernneoux and that my daughter Sabrina Kingsley Hernneoux be excluded from any claim to my fortune " "What?" I didn't even recognize the sound of my voice before I rose from my seat. "What do you mean Dad left everything to my Aunt? Am his only Child! His only heir" I shouted. "Sabrina Calm down honey" My Aunt tried to reason with me. Sabrina never saw it coming. It never crossed her mind she would be disinherited. She was the party girl and envy of The London society and now she was nothing. But she has a choice. To live as an adopted daughter of a small family in New York. Could she Handle the sudden change in her life? To live as a wallflower, and hide from Rich kids of New York who for some reason take an Interest in her?
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It may be a small town. But it has its many secrets. ----------------------------- I sat down at the table and drummed my fingers on top of it, waiting for my food. Dad flipped two big pancakes into a plate and placed them in front of me. "Your favorite syrup is on the table," Dad informed. "And before I forget, could you take your sister to that antique shop that just opened up? They sell dolls there, and well...I accidentally broke one of Amy's dolls." I picked up the bottle of syrup and poured some syrup on my pancakes. "Nice one, Dad." After I had finished eating breakfast, Kira asked if she could tag along. I quickly denied, telling her that I was a big boy, and scooped up Amy. We headed out and downtown. That is where most of the shops are. We reached the new antique store, and I happened to peer through the window and saw... "...Mom?" ----------------------------- If you like adventure, mystery, humor, or cliffhangers, then this is the book for you! Cover: Recolor Copyright by Ash J. All Rights Reserved

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