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Author: Sophs
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Chapter 83: Just a minute

MIA

“Everything worked out as planned.” Aunt Cecilia exclaimed, dancing into my room.

“Oh my God!” I jumped, rushing towards her and enveloping her in a hug.

“This calls for celebration and I know just the right place.” My aunt responded, grabbing onto my arm and pulling me out of my room.

As soon as we got to our favorite café, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee hit our noses. We always came here on our girls' outings before Aunt Cecilia got married. We clinked our cups together, celebrating the good news.

"To Dad," I toasted, a smile spreading across my face. "Reclaiming the company is the best news we've had in ages."

"It's about time things turned around for our family. Your father deserves this victory." Aunt Cecilia nodded, her eyes twinkling.

After savoring our drinks and sharing a few more joyful exchanges, "I should head to the gallery and check on the reconstruction work." I said as I glanced at my watch.

"Of course, dear," Aunt Cecilia replied. "Ke
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