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Hestia was quite indignant, insisting that was the way it should be.

"Pick a few of ME's signature items, and I'll have someone draft a contract for you to sign this afternoon."

Grace was pleasantly surprised. "Amirate's media is still not stable, I'm afraid—"

"That's precisely why I want to give you a hand."

Hestia looked at her with admiration and said, "I trust you. Go ahead and do it. I won't work with other platforms for the Black Friday sale. You have my full support, so be confident." This was for the best. It gave Amirate Corporation another card to play. Grace was very touched.

"Thank you, Aunt Hestia!"

Hestia looked very young for her age. Even though she was 50 years old, she looked like she was in her 30s. Only the fine lines at the corners of her eyes showed the traces of time. Grace looked at her, wanting to say more.

"What's wrong?"

Grace actually wanted to ask about more about that woman outside, for one. But Hestia hadn't revealed anything over the years, so she probably didn't want others to know. Hence, Grace didn't ask anything. Sometimes, giving support in silence was better.

"Aunt Hestia, you are like my mother. I won't let you down."

stroking Grace's head. "Silly

afternoon that Grace received an Information System Security Certificate

you so much. How do you plan

you out to dinner

looked at the certificate, feeling delighted. She felt she was on cloud

I won't

want? Do you want me to fall on my knees and thank

Grandpa and Aaron find out, they'll tear me apart." Victor

had other worries. "Victor, is this enough to make

happy to have it stamped on

the certificate, but you

and mighty me. You should be

that Grace couldn't help but curse him

confidence.

affirmatively

around, intending to go back inside, but unexpectedly tripped

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a large hand steadied her