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Chapter 33

Author: Jane Samuel
last update publish date: 2026-08-28 00:59:53

Evelyn's POV (Grandma)

"How's everything going so far? Is she doing okay?"

"Mrs. Ash- Alma, Alma's doing fine, madam President." He stuttered, the floor manager. Corrected himself in between. You could see the confusion in his eyes on how to address her and honestly I wonder why.

A person should be called by their name, not your marriage name.

Her name is Alma. Simple.

"Is the project coming along fine?" I
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