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18. Witnessing his luxurious life
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Stella's point of view...
Within thirty minutes we reached the New York Airport. Every moment I spent with him, I felt nasty of my own self.
I was not like this, how did I change then?
Even after knowing the meaning of this trip, I agreed. This was nothing but the beginning of my difficult life and physical life.
He had made it clear with his words why he hired me, still with no doubt, I agreed to him and here, I sat beside him in the waiting lounge next to him like his mistress.
I was lucky and thankful to God as we were in a private waiting area that was only for wealthy and rich people like Max Stokes, or else I don't know, how would have I tolerated the narrowed gaze of the passer by.
I was lost in my own thoughts when a man well dressed in all black, appeared before my boss and said, "The place is ready." to him.
Max nodded and straig
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