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o wake up with a banging headache. Despite the throbbing in her head, she knew she had a lot to accomp

made sure to take the medication that Nadia, her caring nanny, had provided to alleviate t

for her coffee shop. She had been diligently saving up for this dream, a small coffee shop that she could call her own. It wasn't

ple yet effective solution: she kept a piggy bank hidden away, where she could save her allowance without anyone being the wiser. Despite this precaution, s

o venture out into the world. As she walked towards the front do

dia called out to her from the kitchen,

nt appointment to attend," she finally replied, feeling a s

for lunch," Nadia said

before dinner. See you in the evening, Nadia" With that, she made her

ht her home after her wedding, called out to her. He was waiting

I'll drop you off," Walter offer

you to drop me off. I'm not going too far, so I can walk to the

isted that you shouldn't leave the mansion without m

f wherever I want, without complaints or murmurs, even if the journey b

the consequences of her independence. What if Walter discovered her quest for the perfect location for her coffee shop? Camila was already in hot water for secretly applying to the Mexico Bus

nges in her life. Just a few days ago, she had been on the receiving end of rudeness from an as

Chairman Lucas Vincento. What would they think of her endeavors? Would they support her dreams or stand in her way? She thought to her

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ny's sales and marketing data on his tablet. His personal assista

" Chairman Vincento asked, not

ng, "She was admitted to the Mexico Bu

pression one of confusion. "When did she apply for adm

till under her father's roof and received her ac

swivel chair. He considered the information for a moment, his

lied, "Y

, " alright but what else is

vacancy in a middle-class neighborhood just north of the man

ing increasingly concerned about the ch

e aware of all these?" Chairman Vincento i

ng to his regular nightclub with Sir Kingst

r by the second. "You're telling me that my son is obliv

that Leonardo had no knowledge

out of his office, with Da

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ossed in his work on the computer. He had a mountain of res

office. Leonardo stood up, exuding authorit

visit, Mr. Chairman or should I say, father

. "You weren't at the mansion last n

uld I have been if not at home? I slept home last night and

alking about the family house. Why

k last night, Father. You know I can't afford to neglect my responsibilities not even

age thing is new to you it seems like you’re not taking it as serious as

'm inexperienced when it comes to my marital duties, why don

how to approach the subject. "Do you have a

iversity last night. She's also been scouting for vacant properties around town, particularly for a s

knowledge. "How do you know all this; yo

gle one of its staff belong to me, and I'm the one who pays their salari

this information, Leonardo'

e said with a bow. She had come to inform

o to the board room right away, the board members are al

be right there." He gave a nod of acknowledgment to h

that his son had known about Camila's activities all along.

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scoured the city alongside Walter, her driver, who was unaware of her entrepren

ously a law office and retained its domestic charm, with colors and frames s

I can definitely envision working here!" Camila exclaimed, her voice brimming wi

and a pen to her. "Since you like It so much, would you li

anticipation. She went through it and signed the necessary

work on this place s

"Absolutely! I can't wait to tur

st of luck with your new ven

ranny of the space. Once she was satisfied, she walked out t

lter?!" The voice belonged to a young woman, Rosella, who wore a puzzled

dn't met her sister-in-law before but she has seen her picture in a fra

ired, her expression nonchalant. "I thought you were left to watch ov

he lady I was ordered to protect is standing right here with

er gaze towards Camila. "Are... you my