"Hello? Mr. Kline? Mr. Kline, are you there? Hello?" I ended the call with a sly smile and switched it to "Do Not Disturb" mode.I decided to treat myself and took my parents out for a shopping spree.During the workweek, to ensure I could work with a peace of mind, I would wake up each morning with one thought only—get to work. I couldn't even count how many late nights I pulled.The moment my alarm went off, I would wash my face, brush my teeth, throw on some clothes, and head straight out the door. There was never any time to dress up properly.Seeing how worn out I had become, my mother, Melissa Hart, whisked me off to a beauty salon. Dad, for his part, was perfectly content to just tag along and pay the bill.Looking at my well-groomed reflection in the mirror, I truly was the epitome of fair skin, delicate features, and long legs.The feeling of having shifted the pressure onto someone else left me refreshed and clear-headed.The company was still in its startup phase, and
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