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About an hour after Mary had gone home, saying she’d consider Ella’s offer to come and work for her as her personal assistant, the same butler who’d led Mary in earlier ushered in new guests, unwanted ones. Ella had been sitting with her bare feet tucked underneath her, staring at the wall, but when her father, his lawyer, Bob Shiner, and Henry walked in, Ella stood, not sure what she should do. The three of them were dressed in suits, and the older gentlemen looked extremely serious, as if Ella was the one accused of murder. Henry only looked sympathetic. “Father. You’re home,” Ella said as her dad stepped over to her, wrapping his arms around her. “Yes, of course. I headed home as soon as your mother called with the news.” He stepped back and looked her over as Ella decided to let his