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He Must Be Really Rich

Naomi's POV

"You looked like a mess." I commented when I got inside my office and saw Chantelle leaning down, face kissing the table.

"I feel like I'm a dogshit that’s been stepped-in twice." Chantelle groaned as she lazily dragged her ass up from the chair and walked groggily to the door.

"Go back in here." I said, pointing at the chair she was sitting on earlier. "I'll make you a coffee." I said and pulled her back and I walked outside my office to the pantry. When I got there, I bowed to the guy inside, having his breakfast then I immediately proceeded to the corner to make two cups of coffee, one strong black coffee for Chantelle as it is what she needed the most to remove her hangover and one milk coffee for me.

While I'm preparing the coffees, I heard the door open behind me. I didn't bother to look because I was busy putting hot water in the mug. I don't want to hurt myself that's why.

"Yeah, like I can't believe that she would do that." A woman's voice said and she seemed to
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