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Just Doing My Job

Author: Haelyn Eve
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Chapter 6

Benjamin had learned to read silences.

In meetings, in hallways, in elevators. He recognized them instinctively. He knew when they were shields, when they were poorly disguised lies, when they were screams trapped in someone’s throat.

But with Emma Moore… it was different.

With her, silence wasn’t a pause—it was a fortress.

They walked together toward the boardroom. Emma’s pace was precise: unhurried, yet never late. Benjamin glanced at her from the corner of his eye, wondering—yet again—what it was about her that he couldn’t quite figure out.

“Meyer’s fiscal projection report is off by 0.3%. I suggest reviewing the growth margins tied to Arthur Williams before the meeting.”

Benjamin blinked.

It was a minute detail. One he hadn’t noticed himself.

“Thank you,” he said simply, glancing at her again. But she didn’t return the look.

Emma kept her eyes forward, impeccable, distant.

Inside the boardroom, Lucas Meyer presented with his usual ease. Charts, figu
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