A luxury BMW was parked at the end of an old street in a small town.
A girl in shabby jeans stood in front of the car door expressionlessly, clutching an equally shabby suitcase.
A middle-aged man was sitting in the driver's seat. He looked at the girl standing outside from the corner of his eyes and frowned, seeming dissatisfied with her shabby ensemble.
"Get in the car," he barked.
The girl didn't flinch despite the harshness in the man's voice.
She calmly opened the door and got in the back seat.
โI'm Bill Jenkins. From now on, you're going to be my daughter.
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