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Chapter Fourteen
Feeling extremely conscious of herself, Brooklyn looked away. She stopped mid-stretch and placed her arms down, pulling her top, down as well. She realized one thing from his behavior. She might be really looking odd in the dress she was wearing. She knew that it wasn’t up to the mark but what could she do? She didn’t possess anything better.
It was lunchtime and Nikolas’s food arrived and he sat down to eat but one look at Brooklyn, hiding behind her desktop made his heart clench. He couldn’t eat a single bite. “Brooklyn, come here,” he yelled at her. Startled, Brooklyn rushed out of her cubicle and stood in front of him, taking care not to look at the delicious food spread out in front of him. Her stomach grumbled for food but she didn’t have any money to buy herself anything.
“Yes, Mr. Ardolf, did y
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