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ALPHA GREYSON (Part 7)
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Chapter 1 I'm still thinking about what I remember from earlier. It was so unexpected. Elena mentioned blue eyes, and it immediately came to mind. Perhaps because Elena mentioned blue eyes. Should I consult Auntie Susan on this?I took a deep breath as I arranged my belongings on my table. It's already five o'clock in the afternoon, which means my workday is over. I have to go home because I still have to prepare dinner. I frequently do this because Auntie Susan and Uncle Peter arrive later."Amara?" I came to a halt when I heard my name called. When I looked up, I saw Henry. I gave him a friendly smile. When I first started working at this company, he was my first friend. He used to be my manager, but he was recently promoted to a much higher position, so we see each other every time we go home."Are you finished? Let's eat dinner," he suggested. I considered what he said. Instead of cooking, perhaps I should buy Auntie Susan and Uncle Peter food. I'm not a good cook, and I know my
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