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A Dramatic Interruption

Penulis: Kriti yadav
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I sat at my desk, meticulously reviewing the project details before attaching the finalized drafts to an email. Arine’s PA had requested these, and I wanted everything to be perfect. The sooner the contract-signing process was complete, the sooner I could focus on the actual concept.

After hitting send, I leaned back, letting out a small sigh of relief. One task down. I shifted my attention to my inbox, scrolling through the new emails. Most were routine updates, but one caught my attention, making me pause.

Before I could open it, the door to my office flew open with a loud bang, startling me. I looked up, and there he was—Alex.His broad frame filled the doorway, his face contorted with fury. His stormy eyes locked onto mine.

ā€œHow dare you, Mila?ā€ he shouted, his voice echoing through the room. ā€œHow dare you try to harm my child?ā€

I blinked, utterly baffled. ā€œWhat the hell are you talking about?ā€ I asked, annoyed at his sudden intrusion. ā€œAnd lower your voic
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