"I don't want to understand, and I don't care."Heather's words dripped with elegant indifference as he adjusted his tie, striding out the door."Off to a meeting," he added dismissively without a backward glance.Prisley clutched her folder, a few tears escaping. She quickly wiped them away with a tissue, pulling herself together in seconds. She put on a facade of confidence as she followed, though inside she felt shattered.Her lips were slightly swollen, the taste of blood lingering. Prisley blinked hard, forcing back the hint of redness in her eyes.In the conference room sat the company's top brass. Heather's brother, Vice President David, looked at Heather arrogantly as he entered."Heather, you're late," David sneered.Heather raised an eyebrow but didn't acknowledge him, taking his seat in the middle.Prisley followed behind, nodding slightly at David as she gestured at her wristwatch."Mr. Rynn, we have 30 seconds before the meeting officially begins." She wouldn't allow her b
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