Trish’s POV:Despite the fact that I got to the restaurant in twenty-five minutes, I found Rachel seated at a table at the far corner of the room. She looked every bit as imposing as she always did.She was dressed in a power suit, with a penciled trouser that stopped at her ankle. She sat with one leg crossed over the other, phone in hand and sunglasses sitting on top of her nose. Her brown skin was spotless and if you did not know her, you might mistake her for a thirty years old lady, despite the fact that she was almost fifty-five.Rachel was one of my many role models while growing up and I had learnt quite a lot from studying her, which made it feel even sweeter whenever I made a power move before she did, or whenever I found out information from her company and carried it out before she could do so.She hated me, I knew that much, but now we had common ground.“Rachel, you look lovely.” I said before taking the chair opposite hers. I signaled for a waiter and when the young ma
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