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Chapter 83

Author: Michy Gaza
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Julian’s hand rested gently on Mira’s as they stepped into the vast lobby of the Cross Group headquarters.

The marble floors stretched endlessly, the chandelier glittered high above, and the polished glass walls reflected the little girl’s wide eyed wonder.

“Wow…” Mira whispered, her tiny sneakers squeaking as she spun slowly in a circle. “Daddy, this place is huge! It’s like a castle!”

Julian chuckled, bending down slightly so his lips brushed near her ear. “It is a castle, princess. And one day, it’s going to be yours.”

Mira’s eyes grew rounder, her little mouth falling open. “Mine?!” She pointed both hands at her chest. “I’m gonna live here?”

“Not live, sweetheart,” Julian said, amused, lifting her into his arms as a few staff members passing by smiled at the scene. “You’ll be working here. Giving orders. Running this place.” He gestured toward the buzzing open floor where executives and assistants moved like clockwork. “All these people? They’ll be waiting for your word.”

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