On our way to get her passport, my daughter could not stop talking about Pigeon Square in Fiorenza."Mommy, can I feed a whole bunch of pigeons? Will you come with me?""Of course! I'll be right there with you for whatever you want," I said, smiling and stroking her hair.Too bad I had to start my new job at the Blake Group today and could not spend more time with her.I quickly led my daughter past the line and into the VIP lounge to wait for our turn."Hello, I'll be helping you with... Alice?! "I spun around, and there was Camila, in her crisp uniform. She glared at me.Was it really her?I did not want to waste words, so I grabbed my daughter's hand, ready to walk away.However, Camila stepped in front of us, eyeing our plain dresses."It is you, isn't it? How did you manage to get into the VIP room? This is only for clients who make more than ten million a year!"Oh, I get it. You must've ridden some rich guy's coattails to get in, huh? What, did he dump you? You look
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