Chapter 8

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Arthur Miller's POV: "Cancel the engagement? Are you out of your mind, Arthur Miller?" I looked at Clara Clark, my mind surprisingly calm. Out of my mind. I suddenly remembered how, back when Grace was still alive, I used to lose my temper and tell her she was out of her mind. A sharp pain stabbed at my heart. Clara paced back and forth, half angry and half amused. "Don't forget, our engagement was never just about the two of us. It involves the merger of our families' companies. Without Grace, do you plan on staying single for the rest of your life?" "Yes," I said. Clara looked at me in disbelief. "Then what about your company?" "There's already an heir," I replied. "I have Lily." "Fine, whatever!" Clara pointed a finger at me, sneering. "Who are you trying to fool with this dev

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