May 1: Chapter 8
Christopher Thorpe was a young man who didn’t act or seem young. His handsome face read twenty-eight but the way he acted, read as if he was some fifty-year-old business shark. And there was nothing wrong with it because it made Minnie see the difference between the two brothers. Inside Calla’s home office, they sat to discuss the last technicalities of it all before she would leave again for South Africa, going to her new apartment in Cape Town to build a new life for herself without her father’s restricting rule. The room was made of wood, from the ceiling down to the flooring, covered in old money. There was nothing else. The large desk that sat in front of her where Calla sat on an executive chair and Christopher stood beside her. He looked more like an assistant standing right nex
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