Amara Nicholas;I arrived at the Briggs family mansion earlier than expected. I had not been here before, and as Mr. Timothy drove my father's sleek black Mercedes-Benz into the compound and parked, I couldn't help but admire the front view of the exquisite mansion.The mansion looked so lovely and homely, and the surroundings seemed peaceful and inviting.I finally got out of the car, and just then, I saw an older man step out of the mansion. He was wearing a white polo and black trousers with slippers. He walked up, excited to meet me, just as I finally got out of the car."My beautiful daughter-in-law, you are highly welcome to our humble home," the man said to me with arms wide open, as he approached me and hugged me warmly.I smiled shyly and managed to respond, "Thank you, sir. Good evening.""Good evening, my dear. Come, let us go inside," the middle-aged man ushered me inside the mansion. I recognized him as Mr. Joshua Briggs—my father's best friend and also the father of my po
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