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I had confided in her about the whole situation when Angela had first left all those years ago and when I saw her again at the hospital.

Now, as she was approaching a new chapter in her life with her upcoming wedding, I was filled with both joy and a bit of sadness.

Joy, because I knew she had found the person she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, and sadness because I knew our relationship would change a bit when she started her own family.

But no matter what, I would always care about my sister deeply and would continue to support and guide her in any way that I could.

Finally, my butler, Luigi, appeared, dressed in a sharply tailored suit that spoke to his impeccable attention to detail.

He greeted Angela with a nod and a polite smile, making it clear that he was a man of few words but impeccable manners.

He was an elderly man with gray hair and was the epitome of sophistication and refinement.

From the moment I met him, I was struck by his warm and welcoming demeanor, as well as his impeccable manners and attention to detail.

Despite his advanced age, he moved with a grace and fluidity that belied his years, and his deep knowledge of etiquette and protocol was evident in every interaction.

He was always available to lend a helping hand, whether it was preparing a meal or providing his skills on the other side of our business.

He was also an excellent listener, and I often sought his advice on matters both personal and professional.

As the years went by, I came to think of him not only as a trusted employee but as a dear friend and confidant.

His loyalty, dedication, and unwavering commitment to excellence were an inspiration to me, and I will always be grateful for his many years of service.

As they engaged Angela in small talk, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the warm welcome that my family and butler extended.

Their hospitality was a reflection of the love and care that they showed me and though I wasn’t sure of what exactly I felt towards Angela, all I knew was that I wanted her to experience it as well.

I still remembered the small conversation we’d had three years ago where she told me about her parents had died in an accident and she was the only one alive.

I didn’t want her to experience such loneliness again, and now that she was back in my life, I planned on keeping my word.

While I wanted to stay, I didn't want her to feel overwhelmed.

I had long noticed that she seemed tense and unsure in my presence, and I didn't want to add to her discomfort.

Besides, there was a small meeting I needed to attend.

I made a small gesture to Luigi, signifying that he was to show Angela around, and he nodded.

“I have a meeting to prepare for, so I’m afraid I can’t stay here,” I announced to the room.

My mother and I exchanged gazes.

“I understand if you won’t be able to come,” I told my mother, referring to her keeping Angela company.

She smiled, and I took my leave.

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I sat across from my two closest friends, Vito and Kramaric, at the large conference table in the meeting room.

Vito and Kramaric were my closest friends.

My stepmother was seated beside me, and her expression serious as she looked over some papers.

We were gathered to discuss something confidential, and I trusted these three individuals more than anyone else to help me navigate the situation.

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