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Your husband doesn’t need you—he needs your gorgeous apartment in the city center!” my mom kept insisting.
— I bought my husband a car for his birthday for 3.5 million rubles—and saw his true face.
Alright, Dasha,” Semyon began, laying a blouse on the table. “I gave you this for your birthday last year. Twelve thousand. Weight—eight hundred grams. Multiply by the price of gold… Fine, let’s say three thousand
— What do you mean your daughter is going to live with us now, Slava? Are you confused? This is my apartment, and I’m the only one who decides who gets to come in!” Katya snapped, stopping in the doorway with grocery bags in her hands.
The new maid wanted to discover why the owner’s daughter sobbed at night behind her bedroom door. But when she stepped into the teenager’s room…