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HEIR OF THE UNFORGIVEN
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The room remained tense, there was a palpable weight hanging between Marvin and the assembly of Westwood's most powerful families.

The faces of the family heads, their assistants and escorts, including the elders were frozen, watching him with eyes that ranged from skepticism to contempt.

Marvin’s heart drummed in his chest, but his resolve had hardened. He wasn’t going to back down. Not now.

Evander Velcan’s voice had shaken the ground beneath his feet, dragging the name of his father through the mud, painting it with every accusation that the wind had ever carried.

Mikhail Grigori’s biting words cut deeper, making it seem as though every mistake of the Richmond family was somehow an unforgivable curse on the land.

The attack was vicious. But Marvin had known it was coming. He had expected it. Now, he had to make them understand.

He took a deep breath, his palms were sweating against the smooth wood of the podium. His father wasn’t perfect. Far from it. But Mr. Richmond had given
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