Nicholas sighed, placing his knuckles under his jaw as he stared at his assistant, who was staring at him back, waiting for him.“Hypothetically speaking, yeah?”“Hypothe…” She let the words trail off her lips for a minute before looking at him, her brows arched upwards, giving him a slow but confused nod.Most times when people say ‘hypothetically,’ it usually isn’t hypothetical, but she wasn’t going to call out her boss.“Sure, go on.”“There is this friend?” He began, not knowing who to blame for the story on. “There is this friend of mine. She is married, and both partners came in with kids. Not much.”She nodded, urging him to go on.“But the thing is, she is confused, she is starting to have feelings for this other guy and—”“That is already wrong as it is though?”“How so?Dallas furrowed her brows, wondering if she should really answer that question. But, alas, she did so anyway.“How so? She is married, though? Isn’t she?”“Yes. But…”“There is no ‘but.’” Dallas answered, hol
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