Chapter 303
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A group of paparazzi from various local media outlets were crowded in front of Daniella's company, which Andrew would reopen today.

Whispers of admiration for the magnificence of this construction company could be heard. Some of them compared it to the grandeur of the late William's company.

"It's only natural; she's William's child. It seems she intentionally made her parents' two companies similar!" one paparazzo remarked.

From inside the company, Andrew could be seen smiling while puffing on a cigar. Every word from the paparazzi was clearly audible to him.

"I wonder about Marcel's reaction. I want to see how annoyed he'll be when he sees this huge company rise again. I truly have become William, haven't I, Roger?" Andrew asked while looking at Roger beside him.

"Literally, you are a replica of William. But, I guarantee your pleasure in having two giant companies under your leadership won't drive you to break the rules like William did before, right?"

"There's a hint of trauma
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