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Chapter 51—What Were You Thinking?
"He has been nothing but warm to you, at least that's what I observe," Rhonda protested when Gina told her The Boss had been giving her the cold shoulder. "But even if you were right, why do you think that is?"
"I am clueless."
"Has anything been going on between you two that you haven't told me?" Rhonda looked at her friend as she drove them back from the meeting at the private club. "Because, in retrospect, I think The Boss somehow felt you left him—not in the professional sense as I have initially thought."
"Oh, he did? Tell me."
"It was when I accompanied him—you know, the karaoke night with the Doxxan people."
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