A temporary proxy

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CHAPTER THIRTY >>> _XAVIER’S POV_ The door to my office clicked shut behind us. Raymond took his sweet time sitting across from me like he owned the place, while Mr. Zachary calmly opened his briefcase and retrieved a few documents. I was restless. I was certain all of this was my uncle’s plan to take everything from me—but I wasn’t going to let that happen. I sat behind my desk, trying to remain composed. Henry stood beside me, quiet but observant. Zachary placed the documents in front of me, neatly aligned as if he were about to hand me a business proposal. Instead, what came out of his mouth felt like a slap. “Xavier, as per your grandfather’s will—and an attached codicil left by your father—you can not fully access or assume control of the family’s entire estate and bu

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