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, I told her “ You know what this book has different effect on different people because this book targets only the loved ones of the readers and depending upon your love towards your loved ones it keeps on changing its chapters and story lines so that it can effect or harm your loved ones as early as possible “, she told me

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"As many of you know, my granddaughter returned to the Kalen Group not long ago. She has spent these years wandering outside, suffering through hardship. Our family feels both guilt and deep affection for her. "So, as compensation, the family has decided to give my granddaughter, Sharon, ten percent of the McKinzie Group's shares. It isn't much, but it represents our sincerity. Now, I would like to invite my granddaughter, Sharon, to come on stage." Applause rose around the hall, and every gaze turned toward Sharon. The McKinzie family wasn't as powerful as the Kalen Group, but offering her shares like this showed genuine care—even love—for their long-lost granddaughter.

I draped my arm over her shoulder, "I already told Hazel that it was okay to gift us whatever he wanted because we are a family. How do you think he would feel if you rejected this last gift?" "But mom has a point," Terrence butted in. "Brother-in-law, we are very grateful to you. But taking any more from you seems very wrong." Hazel threw his head back and laughed, "Is that what you think? This isn't wrong at all. Almost everyone in my family owns shares in my company. Even my wife is not an exception. Or do you not consider yourselves my family?" "When you put it like that, how can we say no?" Terrence replied. "Mom, let's accept and celebrate these gifts, after all, we are one happy famil

I felt as if my heart were being squeezed tight, so tight that I struggled to catch my next breath. Back when Callista was too young to even string a sentence together, I had shown her that watch. I told her it was a symbol of her grandfather, that my father was gone, and that this was all I had left to remember him by. Back then, she had thrown herself into my arms and tried to make me feel better, saying, "You still have me, Daddy." But now, wearing the phone watch I had bought her, she wanted to buy my most treasured possession and give it away to someone else.

I consider it, "He loves staying warm. It's a thoughtful choice." As we continue our shopping, our conversations meander from gift ideas to fond memories. Jim shares anecdotes of his own experiences with family gift-giving, creating an atmosphere of shared traditions. Passing by a bookstore, I suggest, "Maybe we should get him a good book. Something he can enjoy during his downtime." Jim agrees, "That's a great idea. Books have a way of transporting people to different worlds." The shopping bags gradually accumulate, each item chosen with care and consideration. In these simple moments, our connection deepens, strengthened by the shared purpose of making someone we love happy.

Cosmo didn’t deny that thought. Her smile softened. “No. I just really want to know what you’re reading. I can’t sleep, so I thought reading might help. But if you don’t want to lend me that one, any of your other books would do.” She grew up reading all kinds of books—from classic Filipino literature to foreign novels. Her family had its own library, filled with rare and valuable editions that were hard to find. But ever since Elaine became part of the Lopez family, the library had been taken from her. In the Lopez household, it seemed like everything eventually became Elaine’s.

Kent stopped and looked back. “Try anything stupid and everything you thought you had will disappear like a speck of dust,” the man gestured, snapping his fingers. Kent quickly rushed outside and came back in a matter of seconds with the manuscript in his hand sweating and breathing heavily. “You see? Did I have to threaten you,” the man patted Kent’s shoulder. “Don’t hurt my family. I’m just an editor,” Kent begged. “I don’t have control over the stories brought to me.” The man collected the manuscript and read the title out loud - "THE FAMILY THAT KILLS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER by Ludo Sakala."

"But I just - " He held up his hand. "I know. You wanted to chat with her. But what if the book you want to see has nothing to do with your family? What if it holds secrets that have to do with Mike's family tree but nothing to do with yours? You can put yourself in his place, right?"

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