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is dead.”
The ballroom erupted.
Not with applause. With chaos.
Andrew stood up, his face pale.
“Wait. Winters Capital Group? That’s my uncle’s firm.”
“Correct,” Vincent said. “Theodore Winters, CEO.”
Vanessa turned to our parents, realization dawning.
“You arranged my marriage for a business deal?”
My father moved toward Theodore Winters, hands up, pleading.continue reading …
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