Zoey clung to my arm, squeezing it as if we were close friends. But I could clearly see the taunting look in her eyes.I withdrew my hand and dismissed everyone else. Now, only Zoey and I were left in my office.As soon as everyone was gone, she immediately pulled her hand back and grumbled, "Ugh, you reek like an old woman."The moment her words fell, she clasped her hand to her mouth. Her gaze darted around wildly, feigning fear as she whimpered, "Ms. Jones, I didn't mean it that way! It's all Mr. Grant's fault… He's been saying that all the time, and I couldn't help it. You'll forgive me, right?"Malice flared in her eyes—she didn't look the slightest bit sorry. Seeing I was unfazed, Zoey pushed further. She slipped one side of her shoulder out of her shirt, revealing several hickeys as she continued smugly, "Ms. Jones, look how shameless Mr. Grant is. He totally wore me out. I'll have to cover these up for the entire week!"I really envy you. You can wear whatever you want—u
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