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No Shit.

Penulis: Samantha K. Whyte
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2023-08-12 11:29:55

The entire day after Samantha got her job acceptance message has been all fun and colourful. She's happy at herself at making such an achievement all by herself, without an external help from any influential person like her parents used to.

All of Tuesday is spent shopping for the perfect and most official clothes they can find in Samantha's size. They had sorted everything and at the end of the stressful day, they had eaten out and then went house surfing.

Samantha had already looked up some cost friendly and okay apartments for a single lady like her, and kept some pictures and addresses so they can go check them out later. In all the excitement, they play matchmaking for the clothes and Samantha picks up the clothes she will be wearing on her first day.

It's a light red suit pant and cream shirt.

"How do I look?"

"Wow. Chic and official. Official Chic. You're fit to be one of those beautiful and sexy secretaries that get their bosses in the end."

"What? Not that boss. I didn't even
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    “Mr. Sharma,” Claude starts, returning to the seat he had stood up from earlier. “Nice to meet you, I quite remember your interview. You were confident and exceptional, even laughed a few times in the thick pressure. I personally agreed for you to come to my company but…”Dylan’s shoulder’s drop on hearing that interjectory word that always means that something negative is about to be said.“…What I did not see coming is the fact that you are quite loyal too. I know fully well that she must have called me a jerk and possibly even the a-hole word but…” Claude chuckles at the end of the unfinished sentence.Dylan’s head snaps up, relief evident in his eyes.“And for that, I’d love to give you something, or tell you something that I have not told anyone yet, well, because you seem to be a loyal friend to Samantha. Or I should keep my exclusive gist to myself?” Claude inquires, raising an eyebrow, testing him subtly.“If you don’t mind me asking sir, is it about Samantha?”Claude nods. “O

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