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Ethan was seated in his study room. He was examining some files, sent home to him by the Moore's company. He barely went to the company and his scarce appearance left his duty piled up. Sometimes he would pay some people to do his job while some times his personal assistant would handle his works. The files had something about the deals proposed by rivals and neighbouring companies. What had he to do with the files? He did not know. Seeing the pile of files on his desk, it got him disturbed and a bit uncomfortable.

A knock sounded on the door. He already guessed that the person who was knocking was the woman he loathed so much. The knock persisted and he wondered why Whitney would be disturbing him at this ungodly time of the day.

Infact the knock became too unbearable for him.

"Come in!" He shouted, after he had cleared his throat.

The door slightly opened and a maid walked into the study room.

Ethan turned at once to see the person that was disturbing him. There was this type of loo