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    Jessica sighed, keeping her cool. “You always jump to conclusions,” she said with a faint smile. “If you won’t tell me, I’ll just ask Mom.”


    She turned and started climbing the stairs, her steps light but purposeful.


    “Mom!” she called out, her voice echoing through the house.


    “Hold it right there!” Rnd’s voice boomed, a hint of panic breaking through. He cleared his throat, trying to sound stern. “Don’t bother her with this.”


    Jessica smirked, pausing on the stairs. “Why not? But if I tell her that you’re unwilling to help her beloved daughter, you might be the one sleeping on the couch tonight.” She hummed triumphantly, knowing she had him cornered.<fnef5a> Updates are released by find?novel</fnef5a>


    Rnd froze, speechless, his face a mix of frustration and defeat. What a cheeky little troublemaker.


    Jessica’s phone buzzed with a message from Melvin, and she quickly turned back to her father. “So, do we have any older apartments, maybe tucked away somewhere in our area?” she pressed, her tone urgent but yful.


    Rnd sighed, rubbing his temple. “There’s a folder on the studyputer upstairs called ‘Family Properties’. It lists all our properties. Go look for yourself,” he said, waving her off.


    Jessica darted upstairs, her excitement bubbling over.


    The moment she was out of sight, Rnd grabbed his phone and dialed his assistant. He told the assistant to keep a close eye on Jessica, tracking her every move and noting who she was with. The assistant nodded and got to work immediately.


    Jessica, unaware of her father’s n, found the property list on theputer.


    She picked an apartment and texted the address to Melvin.


    Melvin replied, “Need help packing?”


    “No way!” Jessica shot back, grinning.


    She didn’t have anything to pack there anyway.


    With everything sorted, she threw a few clothes into suitcases at home and had someone drop them off at the apartment.


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    On Saturday morning, Jessica hopped into a cab early, avoiding the family driver to keep her father in the dark.


    At exactly 10 a.m., Melvin pulled up at the address she’d sent.


    He helped carry her suitcases from the building to the parking lot, then paused.


    “Double-check you’ve got everything,” he said, his voice calm but careful.


    “Nope, I’m good,” Jessica replied with a quick smile.


    Three suitcases—nothing to miss.


    Melvin was always thorough and made sure to double-check. “Did thendlord inspect the ce?” he asked.


    “Yup,” Jessica nodded.


    “Got the deposit back?”


    “All sorted.”


    “And the keys?”


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