Loretta When Tonia talked about how rich the Prescott family was, I thought she was exaggerating. But standing in front of the company’s headquarters, I realized she had actually been modest. The building wasn’t just tall,it seemed endless, the kind that made you feel small no matter how hard you tried to stand straight. I paused on the sidewalk, staring at the name carved into the stone above the glass entrance, ‘Prescott International Group’. People streamed in and out, every one of them in fine suits, polished shoes, crisp skirts, not a single person looking out of place. I smoothed my skirt with both hands, checked that my jacket sat properly on my shoulders, and walked into the lobby. The lobby inside made me even more aware of myself, white marble floors, gold accents, high ceilings, and lighting. A few men and women hurried past, their shoes tapping loudly on the floor. Not one of them looked like they had ever taken the bus or subway. I was grateful I had listened t
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