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me.
Grandpa had liked the lie.
“Let them think I fix engines,” he used to say, smiling over his coffee. “You learn more about a person when they think there’s nothing to gain.”
After he passed, I learned just how much he had protected me.
Shares. Trusts. Properties. Hotels. Resorts. Entire brands folded beneath one name: Blake Harbor Group.
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