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TWENTY EIGHT- Celeste is his type?

Author: Lola Ben
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-06 07:27:24

ANNATORIA

My eighth mission was in a paper-selling company called Mufflin Papers. After three years of suffering, the company started to thrive. However, that overnight success was thanks to the meth production their managing director dabbled in. And unfortunately for most of the unsuspecting employees, the company’s building was the location of the illegal production.

When the entire thing came to light, the media unfortunately got interested, and everyone working there was instantly labelled drug makers. With time, the accusations worsened, and the employees were tagged as drug addicts by the general public.

So, with that fragile lie, the lives of those employees and their families were affected. And understandably, they got furious that their lives became worse when they were innocent.

So, when they heard from someone that I was a cop who worked undercover, the affected employees found ways to corner me, to accuse me of shaking up their lives. According to them, if I had stayed
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