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Frank’s POVI was in a bar having so much fun with my friends when my phone started to ring.“Damn it,” I muttered, fishing it out. Carlson’s name flashed across the screen.“Who the hell is blowing you up?” Jace, my childhood friend asked, a cigarette dangling from his lips.I rolled my eyes. “The boss. Give me a sec.”I answered, pressing the phone to my ear. “Yeah?”Carlson’s voice was almost a whisper. “Knock off what you’re doing. Tonight is the night you frame Eloise.”I blinked, “Tonight? Honest?”“You think I’m calling for fun?” he snapped. “Charlotte wants results. I want results. You get it done tonight. No excuses.”Jace leaned over, trying to hear. I shoved him back and stepped outside into the cool night air. “Alright, alright. Calm down. What exactly do you want me to do?”“Plant the documents in her office drawer. Make it look like she’s been stealing, scheming… whatever it takes to throw suspicion her way. You’re good at this, Frank. Don’t disappoint me.”I scratched a

Bryan’s povThe cuffs clicked around Eloise’s wrists, and I swear something inside me snapped.All I could do was watch her being carted away like a piece of garbage.I should’ve chased after. Should’ve smashed those cameras. Should’ve done something.Instead, I found myself turning, storming back inside. I walked in with an angry look on my face as people got out of my way before I headed for a hallway that was filled with joyful laughter.And there he was. Carlson. Standing with Charlotte, both of them smirking like they’d just watched the best damn comedy show. My blood boiled.I didn’t think. Didn’t plan.I just lunged.I punched him with everything in me as I heard a crack and he stumbled back. I wanted to hit him again before the cops that were still around rushed us to keep me from hitting him.He laughed. He laughed. Blood running down his lip, and he still managed that arrogant little smirk.“You’re a loser, Bryan,” Carlson spat, shaking off the cop’s grip. “Always have been

Bryan’s povThe look on Carlson’s face as I got into the boardroom made me smile. This was priceless. I wish I could record this meeting so I can watch it over and over again until my grey days. I walked in with Eloise, as we walked to the head of the boardroom, and I sat down with her by my side.Carlson turned to me. “What the hell is she doing here? She’s supposed to be in police custody.”I smiled. “Police custody? You mean the one that you put her inside? Well, here’s the thing. The police need facts before they can arrest you. And it turns out those police officers didn’t have all the facts. They just showed up because someone said they stole secrets and instead made random arrests. So that means Eloise is free to go.”Carlson slammed his hand on the table as he got to his feet. “I will not let this stand.” He looked to the rest of the board members. “You all will sit here and watch Bryan, who is an ordinary secretary, an assistant take over. You will watch him demand things in

Eloise’s povBefore the board could say anything to me, I got out of the boardroom. I needed some time alone. The moment I stepped out, my eyes landed on Charlotte who was standing before me. She gave me a smug grin which snapped something inside me“You stupid bitch,” I growled as I let loose and hit her. Her head whipped to the side in shock as she looked up. She couldn’t believe what had happened. I could see the red mark of my fingers on her face. Good. This was only just the beginning.Before she could ask questions about why I was doing what I was doing, I slapped her again, this time making sure it was harder than the first one.She tried to retaliate, but I kicked her back. She screamed as both of us tackled each other to the ground, screaming and trying to tear each other apart. She started to pound against my face as I did the same to her. Soon security showed up and they pushed us apart.“You bitch!” I yelled. “You think you can just show up and destroy my life like you

Eloise’s povWhen Bryan was done talking about Sandra’s past and how she had been framed, I felt sad for the poor girl. I turned to look at her sitting by my left as I noticed a tear trailing down her chin. I didn’t know what I was going to say that would comfort her. Now her story was out and she was ashamed of it.She gave a little sniff, then a small smile stood on her lips. “I’m sorry you had to find out this way, Eloise,” she said. She couldn’t even face me. She was too embarrassed by it.“It’s okay,” I said, reaching out to touch her hand. I could feel the vibration within. She was shaken. “Sandra, for real, it’s okay. And Charlotte had no right to do what she did. Your past is your past, okay? Nobody has any right to bring it up. Nobody.”She gave a little laugh. “Thank you, Eloise, but I think it would do me well if you were not patronizing me.”I scoffed. “If I were patronizing you, trust me, you’d know. But I am not. I’m being honest and I’m being real. There is no need for