Miles wore an ill-fitting suit, his eyes wide and round.He looked at me in confusion, then pointed at himself, his mouth forming a perfect O.“Huh?“Me?”I bent down and sat in the armchair across from him.“Mr. Langford, you’ve been handling Harbor City’s fuel trades all this time, haven’t you?“Don’t you want to scale it up?”Miles froze, his finger still resting on his phone screen.“You... you’ve got the wrong person, don’t you?”As if he had only just come back to himself, he straightened in his seat.He tried hard to fix his tie, but only made it more crooked.All the while, he kept sneaking glances at me, a thin layer of sweat forming on his forehead.“Clara.”There was urgency in Evan’s voice.He strode over to my side, his brows drawn tight.“You’ve never cared for Langford Group. Why the sudden change of heart?”He paused, then lowered his voice.“Whatever this is, we can talk in private. Don’t make a scene here.”I did not look at him.My gaze stayed on the man sitting acro
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