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ADELINE’S POV

My grandfather looked at me like I was mad.

"Your own business?" he asked, shocked. I nodded, determined to convince him just as I had convinced my grandmother.

"Yes," I said, my voice firm. "I want to start my own business."

"But you have everything here," he said, still in disbelief. "You're my heir. I'm leaving everything to you."

I smiled at him, trying to ease his worries. "I know," I said, taking his hands in mine. "But I feel like everything is being handed to me. I want to know what it's like to do something for myself."

He looked at me, his eyes softening. "Are you sure about this?" he asked. "Starting a business is not easy."

"I'm sure," I said, nodding. "I want to try. I need to try."

He sighed, shaking his head slightly. "You know I will always support you, right?"

"I know," I said, squeezing his hands. "But I want to do this on my own. You've already given me so much."

"Like that Audi last week?" he asked with a small smile.

"Yes," I said, laughing a little.