Jake remained silent, understanding this was a conversation Amity needed to have without his intervention. He stood by her side, supportive, but didn't speak."Is that what you think?" Marcus asked, genuine hurt flashing across his features. "That I was controlling you?""You tried," Amity acknowledged. "And for a while, I let you. That's on me as much as you."Marcus's gaze shifted to Jake, his expression hardening. "And he doesn't try to control you? The billionaire shipping heir who's suddenly interested in arts philanthropy?""The foundation was my idea," Amity said firmly. "Jake supports me without trying to direct me. That's the difference.""I supported you, too," Marcus insisted. "I helped build your career.""You helped yourself to my career," Amity corrected, her voice taking on an edge. "You positioned yourself as my mentor, my guide, my producer, and took credit at every opportunity."Marcus stepped closer, lowering his vo
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