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They Made Me Use the Back Door — I Bought Their Hotel... The marble floors of the Hamilton Grand echoed with soft laughter and designer heels as Boston’s elite filled the ballroom for the charity gala. I stood where Victoria had told me to stand.Near the service door.Earlier, she’d smiled sweetly and pointed toward the back hallway.“Staff uses that entrance. Let’s not embarrass the family tonight.”I had smiled too.Not because I agreed.Because the deed to this hotel was sitting on my desk at home.Purchased last month.Through my company.Victoria was now in the center of the room, glowing beneath the chandeliers, soaking up praise as the event chair. Air kisses. Polished laughter. Perfect posture.She had no idea the building beneath her heels belonged to me.Miss Bennett,” Clare’s voice whispered through my earpiece.The locksmith is confirmed for Monday. Are you sure?”Absolutely.Five years ago, I used to walk through the front doors.Back when I was Thomas Hamilton’s quiet wife. Back when I dared to suggest investing in commercial real estate instead of their failing boutique chain.Real estate is boring,” Victoria had declared at that family meeting.“Shops are where real money is.”