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11. He was Hard
We arrived at some snobbish-looking restaurant. It looked spectacular; probably the food here costs more than my monthly pay.
The people looked so swanky, the men wore suits while the women were adorned with diamonds and embellished clothes. I looked down upon my attire and realized that I was acting like a man.
I looked at my temporary boss; he was talking to the manager of this restaurant. As soon as the manager heard his name, he visibly shook and escorted us personally to our booth. A middle-aged man and a woman with blond hair in her early thirties were already there.
Once they saw him, they stood up and greeted him.
"Hello, Mr. Jedrick, I hope you're doing fine." The man greeted him by shaking his hand with the devil. The woman just gave a slight bow at him as a sign of respect and gave me a small smile, which I returned immediately.
"Yes, thank you. Please have a seat, Mr. Montgomery." My boss told Mr. Montgomery. He almost looked norma
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