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Chapter 37

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CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN : Tomatoes

~Zella's POV~

Turns out being Evander's estate manager meant seeing Evander constantly.

I had not fully thought this through.

Every file needed his sign-off. Every decision above a certain threshold went through him. Every contractor query that Sienna hadn't covered in the handover and there were several required a conversation with the man himself. By noon on my first day I had been in and out of his office three times and my face had been doing the tomato thi
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