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Cleo, on the other hand, had a predatory glint in her eye that usually meant she had a secret to spill. "You look exhausted, Ti," Mari noted, pulling back. Her icy blue eyes, usually sharp and discerning from her role as C.O.O. at Masemann Books, held that deep-seated weariness that only came with motherhood. "And your hair... honey, did you walk here through a wind tunnel?" "I fell asleep on the couch," I defended, reaching up to smooth down a stray curl. "I was reading the Taylor manuscript. It’s eight hundred pages of metaphors about existential dread."

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Reading those, brought a scowl on my face and I squinted my eyes to make sure if I was reading correctly. They widened as I read the words over and over again. I blinked my eyes to make sure my mind was not playing any games. But somehow those words didn't change. My mouth fell agape as the situation dawned upon me. How is that even possible? I had read the contract before and it was nothing like this. The paper I was reading stated that I was willingly signing over my company to Steve Jonathan? In utter confusion and anger bubbling inside me, I started marching my way towards the office to dig up on the situation. Whoever had their hands behind it was going to be in so much trouble.

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I search for a way to reach the top and continue my work when I see a little seat where I could climb and have sufficient height to arrive at the top. I do so and find myself not still arriving, remark the bookshelf is long, but is better than before. I straight my hand to attain the next document but the door beside the bookshelf opens shaking the little seat I took and making me lose control of my feet on the chair and preparing to fall.

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