Damien picked up his car keys from the desk. "Get your things. You're coming with me." he said.I looked up from my laptop. "Where are we going?" I asked. "We have a client meeting," Damien replied."Today?" I asked, pointing at myself. "Yes. You." I stared at him for a moment. "Do I get a choice?" "No," he said simply.I rolled my eyes. "Wow. Such a caring boss." Damien gave me a flat look. "You'll survive." I grabbed my bag and followed him.A few minutes later, we were on the road. Damien drove with his usual serious expression, both eyes on the road.I looked out the window for a while before turning toward him. "How long will it take us to get there?" I asked. "About an hour and a half," Damien answered.My eyes widened. "An hour and a half?""Yes." "You asked how long," he replied. "You could've warned me." "I thought you were going to say thirty minutes," I complained.Damien glanced at me briefly. "Why would I say thirty minutes when it takes ninety?" I frowned. "You're very l
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