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She bowed in greeting and handed over the papers to him. "Here are also the analysis for the review on the products from we're advertising this week. On cosmetics, latest wears and designers and a background check on each of the company." Emily added. Feeling satisfied of her work. She stood there with a bright smile expecting a comment from the boss who was busy flipping through the pages. He looked up and met her smiling back at him. He wore an unpleasant and surprise look that asked what she was still standing there for. "Anything else?" He asked

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“No.” “Anything—” “Damien.” He stopped. “There’s nothing,” I said. “It’s done. All of it.” A pause. “All of it?” “Everything on your desk. Everything in your calendar. The Zurich checklist is at twelve of seventeen. The pre-procedure dietary restrictions are confirmed. Dr. Anand’s team have your intake forms. The clinic has your flight details.” I looked at the screen. “It’s done.” The hallway went quiet. “Why?” I looked up.

Kaima retorted, Adex deep in the book he was holding “How long have you been waiting?” She asked “not that long” she reassured, she smiled, she was seen struggling to place the left over water on the flat plate, the water will split if she let go, she picked it, reading the contact “oh let me have it” she hands it to her “are you done?” She asked “Yes, sure “Kaima reply with a nod “I will go get the book” she left, Zoom in, “here you go” she gives her the note book

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Jacob had a huge grin on his face and Bill stopped to smile back. Signatures were made and hands were shaken. Ben was given his copies of the document and he placed them in his briefcase. He pulled out a memory stick and a manila file folder containing printed schematics for the component. Bill reviewed the paper work and confirmed the contents of the memory stick on his tablet.

"Because from where I'm standing, you look like you're falling apart." "I'm fine." "You're lying." "I'm fine-adjacent." Something flickered in his eyes. Almost a smile. Almost the Henry I remembered from before the one who smirked and teased and made me want to strangle him. Almost. Then it was gone. "The project," he said. "Is it done?" "Almost." "Almost?" "I finished your sections. All of them. The research. The analysis. The bibliography." I gestured vaguely toward my laptop. "You don't have to do anything except put your name on it."

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“This gives…carbon dioxide and water.” He scribbled slowly, and I watched every step he took, every number he put down. Then he turned the book towards me. “Done.” Slowly, I pulled the notebook closer, my heartbeat picking up slightly. Because God knows I wanted to be done already. I checked through what he did. And double checked. I blinked. “You got it.” He slammed the pen noisily against the book and leaned back, folding his arms. “Told you I’m not dumb.”

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