THE POOR GIRL FOUND A BLEEDING MILLIONAIRE IN A GARBAGE DUMP… AND BY MORNING, HIS ENEMIES WERE HUNTING YOU BOTH
You do not think about destiny when you are eight years old and standing knee-deep in the stench of a dump.
You think about weight.
How much a twisted strip of copper will fetch. How many crushed cans equal one …
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