She Accidentally Texted a Billionaire for $50 to Buy Baby Formula. He Arrived at Her Door at Midnight.
The formula container was empty.
Marlene Foster shook it again, harder this time, as if force might bend reality. The plastic rattled uselessly. Not even powder dust clung to the bottom anymore. Nothing. She placed it on the narrow counter of her Bronx …
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