As he left the kindergarten, Graham instinctively opened Josie's chat window.They had known each other for ten years, but their message history was sparse. Most of the time, it was her talking—long paragraphs of warm, one-sided conversation—while he replied with a few curt words, days later.Back then, he used to think she was annoying.But now, staring at the blocked notification on the screen, he realized she would never bother him again.And for some reason, that made him irrationally angry.Just then, his phone rang. His mother's voice came through, strained with suppressed fury. "Get here. Now."Not understanding what was going on, Graham rushed back to his mother's home.The moment he stepped inside, a stack of papers came flying at him."Take a good look at what you've done!"He bent down, picking up the scattered documents, flipping through them page by page. Each one was a financial statement riddled with glaring errors.Startled, he asked, "Who prepared these?"Ge
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