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Chapter 12

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Grace scolded herself silently, "Great, Grace, now you've done it. How could you do something like that?" she muttered, hitting the toilet seat in frustration. Stepping out of the stall, panic washed over her. "Oh no, what if I lose my job? Mrs. Hail did say my rage could land me in trouble if I don’t control it. Ah, ah, ah," she screamed, pulling at her hair in despair.

"You are going to pull out your hair if you don’t stop doing that," James said behind her. "I don’t want to believe we employed a madwoman," he added, shaking his head in disbelief.

Grace gasped and quickly composed herself, forcing a smile. "Oh, ah, good morning, sir," she said, trying to sound normal. She glanced around. "This is the female's toilet," she added, her voice rising in defense.

Sighing, James replied, "And you think I don’t know that? I saw the sigh. Thank you,” He spat out and sighed “Anyway, the President wants to see you." He reported.

Did he just say president? Panic gripped her once more.
Clara J. Stari

Update came late 😅😅😅 my apologies work and school works has been hectic

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