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Finding Clues 2

"Pardon me, would you mind if I share the table with you?" The guy asked.

"Actually, I do. I'm kind of busy right now." Mila replied politely but bluntly.

"I see," he chuckled softly, "Work stuff, I guess."

She only looked up at him and nodded.

"By the way, my name is Emille." He placed one glass on the table and stretched out his free hand.

Mila hesitated, but she returned his handshake.

"I did not get your name." Emille flashed her a smile.

She wished she could just punch him out of her face. He was becoming a nuisance.

"Fabiola…. Would you mind excusing me now, Mr Emille." Mila politely shooed him off.

"Right, pardon me." He chuckled inoffensively and walked away.

She did not care taking a second glance at him…whoever he was. She needed minimum distraction right now.

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Carlson looked up from behind his desk when the door opened.

His father walked in.

Carl could not hide the shock on his face, 'his father seldom visited the company, even when Carl was not around.'

"Father, w
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