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“Two years ago, Eliab Demora died. He left the throne of Delta Pack in the hands of his daughter. And that daughter? She wasn’t fit to take over. She was hurting. She was broken by her father’s death. So, she handed the keys of the office to her husband. She gave them to Julian Callistus—now Julian Demora—to take care of things while she rested.”
I laughed now, but there was no joy in it.
“And now, that daughter— I —comes back to the office, and you, Julian, have the nerve to say it is your office?”
I paused. My blood was hot now.
“What makes that space yours? The deeds have zero records of your name. So, what did you see? Tell me, Julian. Tell me what makes that place ‘your’ office?”
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