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023 — The Praise

Author: OSE
last update publish date: 2026-06-26 10:06:14

Cara's POV.

"How were you able to convince that dick head to still work with us?" Tony blurted out as soon as we got in his office, collapsing on his chair. "Tell me,"

The wooden door clicked shut behind us with a solid thud that echoed in his large office. Tony dropped into his big leather chair, He let out a long breath, his shoulders sinking back as the chair rolled slightly on the smooth floor.

I stood in front of the desk, now back in full secretary mode for the rest of the day. My heels p
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