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"What's on your mind, Jason?"

Karen turned to face him, her expression soft but concerned

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "It's just... everything's different now. Being the Ravenelli heir—it changes everything. I don’t even know where to start."

Karen reached out, gently placing a hand on his arm. "You start by facing it head-on. You’ve always been strong, Jason. You can handle this."

Jason looked at her, appreciating the calm resolve in her voice. "I haven’t been back to the estate since Grandfather cast me out. It feels like a lifetime ago."

"Maybe it’s time to go back," Karen suggested. "You’re the heir now. That estate is yours, along with everything that comes with it."

He hesitated, memories of the old man’s harsh words echoing in his mind. "What if they haven’t forgiven me?"

Karen smiled gently. "You don’t need their forgiveness. You’ve earned your place. It’s time to claim it."

Jason lay in bed, staring at the ceiling as the early morning light filtered through the
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