HE GAVE MY PLACE TO HIS MISTRESS. OUR SON GAVE ME THE COMPANY

according to the documents everyone in the room had seen.

I turned to Julian.

He gave one small nod.

It was time.

“There is one remaining matter,” I said.

Graham smiled faintly.

He thought he had survived the worst.

I looked at Margaret.

“Please open the sealed founder’s instrument.”

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