I finally reached the office.After killing the engine, I remained in the car for a moment, staring at my reflection in the rearview mirror. I checked my lipstick, then ran my fingers through my brown hair, smoothing down the few strands that had decided to rebel.Satisfied, I stepped out.Before closing the door, I gave myself one final inspection.A fitted white blouse. A leopard-print scarf tied neatly around my neck. A brown mini skirt that hugged my figure just enough to look professional without sacrificing style.Perfect.As the manager of a fashion company, appearances mattered. A lot.You wouldn't expect the manager of a fashion company to stroll into the office wearing an oversized shirt and a pair of jeans, would you?Exactly.I adjusted my scarf and headed toward the building, heels clicking confidently against the pavement. The moment I entered the lobby, the familiar rhythm began."Good morning, Miss Hayes.""Good morning.""Good morning, ma'am."I answered with polite n
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