KEITH“Keith, good morning!” The doctor greeted me cheerily as soon as he got into my office.“Good morning, doctor,” I responded. “Have your seat,” I told him, gesturing to the seat in front of me.He looked around for a second before making himself comfortable.“Do you care for anything? I have some wine,” I offered.“No, thank you, Keith,” he declined politely. “I am not an alcoholic; it’s really not good for the profession, especially as I am on the job…no offense,” he added.I shook my head. I wasn’t offended at all.“That’s quite understandable,” I responded.“You know, I have been working for you for years, and I know you run an Institute, but I just have never been here,” he said.“That’s because I am hardly even in need of your services, and when I do, I am usually at my mansion,” I said.Even though I rarely used his services because I barely fell sick, he was always on my payroll, and I paid him handsomely well too. I ensured that I was always up to date with the payments,
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