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The-Email

Author: I.C.Favour
last update publish date: 2026-09-06 13:32:05

# Chapter Forty-Nine: The Email

Julian found the email again almost by accident, scrolling back through old messages late one night while Ivy slept beside him on the couch, exhausted from a full day spent finalizing Liwanag's soft-opening menu.

*Regarding your father's estate — there are things you should know before you celebrate too soon.*

He'd nearly forgotten it entirely, buried as it had been beneath weeks of Weston's investigator, the restaurant's renovation, the steady, hard-won rebuildi
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