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Two days later, the Beaumont convoy came to the Thorne's mansion. It was not Chairman Alastair this time, but with Cara herself.
The Thorne mansion was busy with quiet whispers as maids and butlers lined up to receive their new mistress. Her heels clicked very sharply against the marble floor as she entered. Cara looked every bit the conquering qu