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Day 20
I just received an invitation letter.
It's from Rupert Green.
This man just throws parties every damn day. He must have billions of money to waste on throwing grand parties so often.
I read this grand invitation on my laptop, dressed in warm pajamas because it's gloomy outside. I reach for my mug of coffee as I read other mails.
I just woke up and decided not to go to work. It's a Saturday after all and it is not compulsory to go to work on weekends. Furthermore, I am the boss!
I reach for my iPhone when it rings.
My secretary is calling.
"Yes, Ms. Crawford."
"Ms. Clarkson, Mr. Rupert Green sent you an invitation for the grand party tonight through mail. Have you seen it?"
"Yes."
"Would you like me to do anything for you?"
"For now, Nope. Thank y
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