A contract with my clumsy and pretty secretary
Save your excuses for another time, Miss Amber, it's not my problem that you don't have a better car," he said without looking at her.
Amber felt like hitting him, in fact, she stared at the ornament on her table in the shape of a ballerina wanting to take it and hit Laureti's head with it. What did it cost you to have a little compression?
"How many years will they give me for murder? I can say that he tried to rape me in the office, and I defended myself, I'm small, and he's an ogre in front of me, what could possibly go wrong?" I thought distractedly.
"Aren't you listening, Miss Amber!?" Andrea asked, looking up.
"Yes, yes, excuse me, sir, you heard him."
Andrea couldn't help but detail h
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