In the office, Athena sat upright in front of her computer, her fingers flying across the keyboard. The air around her seemed charged with barely restrained fury."Ethan Foster, go to hell. I hope you get hit by a truck, end up paralyzed, get cremated, and have your ashes used as fertilizer!"Olivia Kingsley, I hope your face breaks out in pimples, your fiancé dumps you, and you get toenail fungus that spreads to everyone around you!"Athena typed with relentless intensity, the corners of her lips curled into a peculiar smile. It was as if this was the only way she could vent the anger boiling inside her.Bianca had knocked several times without receiving a response. Frowning, she pushed the door open and stepped inside. "Miss Kingsley, what are you writing over there?"Only when Athena heard Bianca's footsteps did she snap back to reality. She hurriedly deleted everything she'd typed in her fit of rage."Nothing. Did you need something, Bianca?"Bianca blinked before rememberin
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