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Lovers Spat

ROBERT

"Mr. Clarke. Someone’s waiting for you in the office."

As my secretary leaned over the table and whispered something into my ear, I looked up from the conference desk, trying my best not to scowl.

"And why are you telling me this? I did say I didn't want any interruptions or intrusions, right? As you can see, I'm in the middle of a crucial conversation here." I motioned to the board members, who were seated dutifully, waiting for me to continue our earlier discussion. "Any ...

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