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Chapter 2 - THE CONFRONTATIONI walked back out to the terrace, where Vanessa was holding court with my mother. "Vanessa," I said, my voice eerily calm. "I think you left something in the study." She turned, that polished smile firmly in place. "I told you, Ethan, I was just handling the flowers." I stepped closer, my shadow looming over her. "The florist uses an app, Vanessa. They don't need your phone to photograph my confidential trade secrets."

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