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NINE- The Voice

Author: Lola Ben
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-11 06:31:04
ANNATORIA

“Okay, everyone is here,” Kaelen said as he switched on the projector, which displayed the outlined agenda of the meeting.

I, on the other hand, had my head buried in the Thorne Innovations pamphlet I found on my chair. So far, doing that ensures that I do not mistakenly lock eyes with Darius Thorne, who I could feel glancing at me once in a while.

It certainly didn’t help that the only seat available when I walked in was the one opposite the CEO.

It was as if the staff were daring me to face a great tiger on my own.

“As you all know, we have a new member,” Kaelen continued. “Annatoria Smith, could you stand and introduce yourself to your new teammates?”

After a deep inhale, I was on my feet, my eyes focused on others. Not Darius Thorne. “I am Annatoria Smith. A graduate trainee. I look forward to learning about this job and making money.”

Someone snickered. I saw that it was that tall woman with crimson lips. You know, the very one that almost knocked me to the ground o
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