• Sloane Rivers •“I’m already at the airport, sir. I just landed,” I said quietly, running a hand through my hair as I exhaled. It was cold as fuck.“Good. We’ll see you in two days. Enjoy the break,” Mr. Anderson replied before ending the call.I slipped my phone into my pocket, a sigh escaping me as I glanced around the terminal where people walked in and out.After a long year of working my ass off—long days in court, longer nights reviewing briefs, a relationship I’d known from the start had no future, and of competing for a Partner position—I had planned to spend Christmas with my mother. I needed it. She needed me.Until I was included in the mandatory firm-sponsored retreat that happens yearly.And yes, I was only informed two weeks ago. In their words, “It would help if you’re competing for Partner. I’d advise you show up,”.Hell, I knew what those words meant. If I didn’t show up the odds of getting the promotion would cut down to nothing and I didn’t care. All I wanted wa
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