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Alessia Swift's Fan

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When Sebastian walked into the house, carrying the large painting, his father looked up, quite surprised.

“What is this? What did you bring?” Carter asked, his voice filled with curiosity. He knew that his son had gone to meet Alessia Swift. He was surprised that the woman agreed to meet for a start-up. Both of his children had no interest in his business, and he could not do anything about it.

“Alessia Swift gave me a painting,” Sebastian replied, his tone matter-of-fact.

Seraphina, who had been sipping her coffee, immediately set her cup down. “Let me see it,” she said, her interest piqued.

“Why are you so interested?” Carter raised an eyebrow.

“Dad, Miss Swift never does anything without a reason,” Seraphina explained, her voice very excited. “I work for her. That’s how I know.”

Carter shifted, his gaze lingering on his daughter. “When will you come back to join our company?”

Seraphina shrugged nonchalantly. “I like working for her. She is cruel and unforgiving, but I’m learning t
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