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|BRIANNA’S OFFICE|

BRIANNA

I was in my office, busy replying to some important emails that needed to be addressed on behalf of Mr. Adrian, when the intercom buzzed. I already knew who was calling before I even picked it up. I answered the call and placed the receiver to my ear.

“Good day, boss,” I greeted coldly. Since that incident outside my house, when Mr. Adrian and I argued, I had been avoiding him. I only spoke to him when absolutely necessary, and only about ...