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Chapter 14   Vivianne Sinclair    My eyes swept over the dining table, and I sighed.    The meal was worth the body ache. Ugh! This is why I've always wanted to be rich. So I could hire maids to cook and clean for me.    No matter how hard I try to get used to it, it just never works.   Sighs. I guess I'll have to make money first.   Right… I should take a picture.    I reached for my phone, and just as I was about to take a picture of the meals, the doorbell rang, and I paused.   Who's that? Is Noah expecting someone?   I sighed.   The doorbell rang again as I approached it.   “Coming.”   I pulled the door open, but stiffened.  Bailey and dad.   I stared silently for a moment, my chest tightened painfully, and my inside burning with anger.   Eight good years, and he'd never called me even once to know if I was still alive.   Heartbreaking.   He shot me a glare, his jaw tightened, and face burning with fury. He wasn't even happy to see me.