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“I will take care of this, Uncle,” I said in a decided tone thinking that it’s time to meet Vian.
“How?” I heard Ryan and Uncle asking me at the same time.
“Don’t worry about it. Everything will be okay.” I assured them.
I send Ryan and Uncle off assuring them again that I will take care of everything and then I asked my secretary Lydia to get me the D5’s manager’s number.
“Is that so? That’s bad. Are you sure that I can’t even get ten minutes of their time?” I asked again, sounding desperately holding my phone tightly.
I talked to their manager Mr. Edward once Lydia got me his number. He was polite and spoke like a gentleman once he heard who I was. He said that their schedule was pretty tight for that day and asked me if I wanted to meet up with Vian and Jay later that week.
I didn’t want to. I mean I could, but I just wanted to deal with this matter as soon as possible and get back to my life that doesn’t involve them.
“Is i
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