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Magdalen arrived at the Quintin estate and, after exchanging pleasantries with Old Mr. Jarvis and a few others, she pulled Estelle aside for a chat. “Carmella’s toast,” she began, with a smirk. “She had a falling out with Simone, and now she’s lost her last bit of clout. | didn’t do much to her—just left her penniless, so she can get a taste of her own medicine.” After her spiel, Magdalen handed Estelle a check that had cfrom Carmella’s accounts. “I've checked the amount, and it’s not a fortune—just around two million. If you want to keep it, do. If not, you could always return it to Bennett.” Estelle turned the check over in her hands thoughtfully. “I'd like to give it back to the Macclain family!” Magdalen rolled her eyes. “I knew you'd go soft.” Estelle’s lips curved into a faint smile. “It’s not about being soft. The Macclain company is hemorrhaging money, and their clients were innocent victims. The bank’s going to freeze Bennett's assets, and this money should go towards compensating those who were swindled.” Magdalen’s gaze sharpened as she looked at Estelle, then took back the check.
“Alright, Ill handle it. I'll deposit the money back into an account under Bennett's nto keep him from pocketing it.” “Sounds good!” Estelle nodded. “Marina’s been a big help too. Let's get everyone together for a little thank-you party when we're all free!” Magdalen suggested enthusiastically. “Perfect, I'd love to thank everyone.” “Don’t mention it. We all wanted to help. If you start thanking us, it just makes it awkward!” They stood chatting on the porch of the quaint little cottage when Gabriel caround the corner, phone to his ear.
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He hung up as he approached and greeted Magdalen. “Ms. Sampson!” “Gab!” Magdalen straightened up almost reflexively, her face showing a mixture of respect and awe. Gabriel gave a small, dismissive smile. “Carry on, I'm just passing through.” After Gabriel had walked away, Magdalen let out an admiring sigh. “That man’s like something out of a legend. Just seeing him feels like a blessing!” Estelle chuckled at Magdalen’s dramatics.
Turning to watch Gabriel disappear into the distance, Magdalen asked, “Did he cback because of your situation?” “No, he’s on a two-month leave and hasn't been hin ages. He cback to spend stwith Grandpa,” Estelle explained, her eyes lingering on the snowy white blossoms in the yard. “Actually, I've been Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated for All Books Updates...
thinking of convincing him to step down and lead a normal life.” Magdalen’s eyes danced with mischief. “Is Gab married yet?” Estelle shook her head. “Nope.” “Well, you should find him a girlfriend! A romantic attachment could be just the thing to settle him down,” Magdalen Ex | excitedly. “Gab is like a god to me, and | can’t wait to bring him down to earth!” “It’s not that simple. He's not even thinking about marriage,” Estelle scoffed lightly.
“How about | introduce him to someone?” Magdalen suggested, a sly twinkle in her eye. “Do you have someone in mind?” Estelle inquired. “Oh, | sure do—a real knockout!” Magdalen beamed with pride. “And, you've met her before!” “Who?” Magdalen raised an eyebrow. “Sylvia Jarvis!” Estelle’s eyes widened in surprise. Magdalen laughed, “Remember her? Gorgeous and with a figure to die for. She may run a PR firm, but she’s no pushover— not the kind you're thinking. She'd be perfect for Gab. Should | set them up?” Estelle had never considered the possibility of Sylvia and her brother together, and Magdalen’s matchmaking seemed almost comical. “Sylvia's past is her private business,” Estelle thought, not revealing it to Magdalen. Hesitating, she said, “Isn’t there quite an age gap? Sylvia's only in her mid-twenties, right?” “Hey!” Magdalen chuckled. “You're much younger than Jonathan yourself, and now you're calling Gab old?”
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