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... Matthew to pause, his fingers still resting on the steering wheel. A patent? He hadn't given it much thought, not because it wasn't important, but because he had been so focused on perfecting the automobile itself.

Amber noticed the sudden shift in his expression and leaned forward slightly, her eyes narrowing with concern.

"Is something the matter, Mr. Hesh?"

Matthew took a deep breath, forcing a confident smile back onto his face. "Ah, forgive me. I wasn't expecting suc ...

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