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Chapter 107: A step towards Normal
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“I couldn't help but notice you earlier—you seemed a little out of place among all these suits." Adrian added. I couldn't help but laugh, though it was more of a nervous chuckle. "Yeah, I guess I don't really fit the mold," I said, glancing around at the impeccably dressed crowd. "I'm just a freelancer, not part of the corporate world.""Freelancer, huh?" Adrian said, leaning back slightly. "What kind of work do you do?""Graphic design," I replied, gesturing to my portfolio. "I was supposed to meet a client here tonight, but it looks like that plan fell through."Adrian's eyes flicked to my portfolio, then back to me. "Would you mind if I took a look?" he asked, his tone genuinely interested.I hesitated for a moment. Showing my work to Adrian Langston felt like stepping into a different realm, a place where the stakes were much higher. But something in his gaze told me he was curious, and I had a feeling it wasn't just polite small talk."Sure," I said, opening my portfolio and fli
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