As Arabella walked out of the church, her steps echoing against the worn cobblestone path, she noticed her mother-in-law engaged in conversation with Father Bee at the entrance. The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the facade of the ancient building.
Drawing closer, Arabella overheard snippets of their discussion. Eleonor, her mother-in-law, spoke with an air of confidence, her voice carrying through the crisp autumn air. "Yes, Father," she affirmed. "The Phantom Group project is on the verge of approval, and I can assure you that the diocese will receive a most generous donation."
Father Bee, a figure of solemnity and reverence, nodded in acknowledgment. "You are indeed a faithful supporter of our endeavors," he replied. "May God bestow His blessings upon you."
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