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BLAIR’S POV

“We can use this, right?” I asked.

“This can pass off as evidence.” I grew very excited and hyper active.

According to my father’s record, that night, he was intoxicated and had no idea what was happening. My father did not do a lot of alcohol, so surely Jane must have done something to him, or perhaps he was under duress.

A contract signed under duress, can not stand. I couldn’t hold my peace, moved by the slightest chance that we could reclaim the company.

I hugged Sebastine very tightly. He did not seem very happy or overly excited, but he was the most supportive.

I tried to build a case around the information I had just found, and while I was at it, Brian’s call came in.

“Brian,” I responded excitedly, which was not quite the reaction he was expecting.

“Blair, Princess, I am so sorry,” he started, “Don’t ever do that to me again,”

“Whatever it is, I promise we can talk about it, okay?”

“We should never ignore each other because we are upset, alright?” Brian so