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CHAPTER ELEVEN

Roy's cheeks redden, wondering how the news got to Mr. Flake, his immediate boss. He’d been careful enough not to let anyone see him.

Mr. Flake stands from the edge of Roy’s table where he propped against, “Bryan Anderson has never taken any interest in any worker below the 15th floor. Ever since I’ve been employed here, I haven’t met him face to face. Why is he suddenly asking for your file?”

Roy swallows, unable to answer.

“Don’t think about denying it because I saw you at the Coffee shop next to the company.” He snaps, straightening his shoulders so he towers over Roy. He was clearly trying to intimidate him.

“Bry—I mean Mr. Anderson didn’t take me to lunch, sir.” Roy lies, blushing furiously, “I-I…uh…spilled coffee on him when I went to grab a burger from the Café.”

Mr. Flake narrows his eyes suspiciously, “That doesn’t explain why you sat at the same table with him or why he’s asking my secretary for your file!”

“You know I’m the social media handler of this company,” Roy scratch
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