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Marcus Thorpe's face was more grim than ever. In his cold dark room he agonized over all his well laid out plans that had fallen into nothingness. Years of planning down the drain and just like that his influence that had taken him years to breed was waning just like that. Marcus never gambled. In fact he rarely emersed himself in such vices that would easily compromise his power. Being born the eldest son of a judge who had not wanted him had forced him earlier on to learn of the importance of this said power. Connections and influence made a person. Be it through marriage or blackmail Marcus had used every way to gain the power that had destroyed his father and his fake family. Influence and power had won his lost inheritance and as his siblings who once looked down upon him struggle
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