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... harsh truths," Camilla remarked, her captivating eyes narrowing slightly as she observed the increasingly stormy expression on grandpa Porter’s face.
A frosty glint shimmered in her gaze.
"But I’m different."
She lifted her teacup and took a deliberate sip before continuing, her voice smooth yet edged with steel.
"In my view, respect is earned, not given."
Grandpa Porter’s brow furrowed sharply at her merciless words, his face darkening further.
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