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“The Duke of Caron is trash He bought that title like he buys yachts,” she snips

“Much like our fa in this house, yet we pass it off as artifacts of our superiority I’h that the new money smell won’t make you sick”

Her o”

“Then you’re too ill to stay on as the chairperson of Willits”

Her head snaps up “So you finally get to the point”

“You knehat the point was the h “I’o, that will be the end of Willits Melody has no interest You don’t trust Dad—“

“With good reason,” she interrupts testily

“With good reason” I shrug “So ill it be? Mason Page fro?”

“I will cut you off,” she declares “If you walk away because of that—“

“Careful Don’t say soret,” I warn

“Soirl to Alaska! I regret I didn’t !”

I push away from the s and start toward the doors

“Where are you going?” she cries

“You’re having a tantrunore a child when they’re having a fit You’ll wear yourself out and when the storm is over, we can talk like reasonable adults”

“The storm will never be over!”

“You don’t say” I leave the doors open as I exit In ives me a sheepish smile when he sees me at the door

“It’s taking some time, Mr Willits You have a few years of life invested here,” he says

“That’s fine, George Take your time It doesn't all need to be packed away today Do you haveso I wouldn’t have to order anything right away Darby can fill out the rest of my closet

“Yessir” He proudly rolls out a large trunk “It’s all prepared here and I have so it up in an hour” His face falls “We will miss you dearly, sir”

“What is going on here?” demands Gran from the entry

“I’ out”

“You already have a penthouse”

“But, at your request, I’ve always kept space here with the understanding that I’d bring my family here—which I’ve done, but they’re not welcome, so I won’t be back”

“George Unpack all this,” she says imperiously

George freezes