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Part 17
Lia’s POV
I rush into the office and find James waiting for me. His confused expression tells me that he is clueless.
“Is Lucian in yet?”
“He is still on the meeting. He will be here in another 30 min. What is the matter, Lia?”
“It is about Aviation International”
James’ puzzlement becomes deeper. “What’s with Aviation International?”
“Before that, can you tell me what Lucian’s decision on Negotiation is?”
“Why do you want to know it? Out of the blue, you called stating to discuss something important. Then, without giving any information, you want to know about Lucian’s decision on Aviati
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