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Chapter 37

Author: Lois
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Tate's POV

"This is the fourth time I am asking the same question," I said. "When can I see Dr. Carter?"

Marlon looked at me with that particular gaze of his."She's reviewing the latest scan data," he said. "She can't be interrupted."

"That was last week's answer," I said.

"It's an ongoing process," Marlon said, pleasantly.

I put the pen down. "Mr Marlon."

"Yes."

"Who is she?"

He held my gaze without flinching, most people can barely hold or lock gazes with me, but here he was a mere researcher
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  • Reject Me, Alpha Tate   Chapter 36

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