My stepmother banned me from her restaurant — but she didn’t know that I was a major investor.
Don’t take another step into that restaurant, understand?” she hissed through clenched teeth, her sharp nails digging into the granite surface of the bar. “Of course, Ekaterina Pavlovna. As you command,” I replied, displaying a calm smile, though inside, the warmth of impending triumph was already spreading. The “White Swan” restaurant was once the pride […]
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