My Doting Uncle

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For three whole days, I didn't eat or drink. I thought Marco would come back, but what I got was a share transfer letter.

He was transferring all the shares in his name to me.

There was not a penny for him. He cut ties with the Ainsworth family and me.

"Emily." Grandpa sounded worried, and he said softly, "How can you bear it if you don't eat?"

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"Grandpa, let him come back, okay?"

I curled up on the bed, holding the jade pendant Marco had given me. I looked at Grandpa, and cried out, "I beg you."

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"Emily." Grandpa frowned and said unhappily,

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"Now that you are an adult, there are some stakes you must know. He is not your real uncle. If he keeps staying with the Ainsworth family, there will be disagreements sooner or later. I°Øm doing it for your good!"

I didn't understand.

Marco had done his best for work and for me all these years. Why did Grandpa still suspect him so much?