Chapter 595
Author: Youngblood
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Andre opened his mouth to respond, but she held up a hand.

"Let's start over." Her voice softened. "I'm Simone. I'm studying political science. I want to make a difference in the world." She paused. "And I don't agree with everything my mother stands for."

Andre blinked. "What?"

"My mother and I... we don't see eye to eye on a lot of things." Simone's voice was quiet, almost confessional. "She's always been ambitious, but lately it's different. Like she's being controlled by something. Somethin
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