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The CEO
He walked to the bed and took his suitcase, buttoning his shirt and knotting his tie.
The sun was out and up, calling for the day’s work. The town looked so beautiful from above. Fremont was a nice place to stay, at least he had contributed in making it one and would love to see it become better even if there was a bridge stopping him from doing so.
He smiled seeing the kids happy on the roller coaster with their parents running around, talking with neighbours and friends.
His wedding was fast approaching and he wasn’t too happy about it. Watching his father hire a lot of workers to do the job not minding whether he was happy or not was the worst part of it all, but seeing the people happy made him happy too, he still had big plans for them and wouldn’t love to put his personal issues in the way.
“Fred,” a woman in an apron called. She was no kid, an old woman, probably the age of his grandmother, or was she?
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Thanks to Arianna, he hadn’t seen her.She carefully maneuvered her way behind the tree and stopped a taxi, leaving the scene immediately.Fred was a very strict guy, she concluded, after watching him walk out of the lady even though she had tried seducing him made him one. But who was the lady? She thought.The driver took a turn to the next street, driving so carefully like he had predicted an accident or so.Sloane was less concerned about how slow he moved, she was thinking about Fred at the moment. He lived in a mansion, wore the best designers, drove the best cars, so there would be no harm stealing from him. She looked over her shoulders and smiled. California wasn’t a bad idea after all!“Ma’am!” the driver called.“Yes?”“You’ve been smiling for a very long time now, can I share in your happiness?”Sloane gave a low laugh, “sure! I was just thinking about a man I saw in that mansion, you know, I just moved
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