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The Chairman's Bomb
“Mr. Borda… are you sure that you want to do this? You have already given my Grandma a mansion. I have paid me a lot for the pain medicine… I don't think I deserve more from you…” I explained feverishly.
The Chairman chuckled, looking confidently into my eyes.
“Kass, you are our family's savior. If it wasn't for the fact that I want you to become Samil's wife, I would like to adopt you. I even discussed this case briefly with Amara,” he stated as if the things that he was saying were completely obvious.
I stared at him in disbelieve. He seemed to absolutely disregard the fact that his precious grandson was still engaged to Camilla Artois. Even if I had Arlo Borda's full support, Samil's decision stayed the same. Furthermore, it was dangerous. Mr. Borda's support put me in the spotlight, and I certainly didn't want to become a target for both Camilla and Victor Artois. Not to mention, I couldn't even imagine Samil's un
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