Selene Blackthorn"I work on the first floor, there's no way I wouldn't I've seen you if we work on the same floor," the old lady disagreed, shaking her head in disapproval."You mean at the receptionist, like on the first floor. No wonder I know your face looks familiar but I can't just lay my fingers on the exact place I've met you," I said, feigning surprise. I stopped the cart to make my story believable."Maybe you have seen me but I'm very sure I haven't met you before. No, I'm pretty sure," she insisted, dropping her hands on her waist."Are you not Sandra, the ever blooming cleaner? The other cleaners really did bad in badmouthing you. It's not your fault that you are warm and receptive towards everyone. What a bitter soul they are," I said, putting my hand on my chest in pity."Sandra? It's obvious you are the one with the bad mouth here. My name is Tracy not Sandra and yeah there are some who hate me by the way. I will advise you to look out for them," Tracy corrected, shaki
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