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That happens in real life? "Well okay. That makes total sense" I said, sarcastically and very angrily. "How about you pause your questions for later and work on that temper boiling in you. You are a few seconds away from reducing every building in this school to ashes. You wouldn't want that would u?" What is this..... I don't even know how to address the voice in my head. How cam I possibly burn a building? Is she trying to be funny or what? "I'm afraid not Azura."

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Friday marked the exact moment the campaign reached its peak. Westbrook was requesting emergency expansion. The initial metrics were so strong that they wanted immediate scaling. Bigger budget. Broader scope. More patient stories. Full year commitment instead of six months. Marcus called Eli and me into his office. "They want you both heading this," Marcus said. "Full partnership. Expanded budget. Long-term commitment. And they want it to start Monday." I looked at Eli. He looked at me. "I need to ask a question," I said to Marcus. "In terms of relationship policy. If two colleagues were to become romantically involved, what would be the firm's position?"

Champagne walked out of the kitchen towards the door and unlocked it, there was no one specific but a box of chocolates and a bunch of roses. Her eyes lifted and scanned the hallway but no one was around, her gaze landed back on the flowers and she bent down to pick them up and heard a click as a blue light flashed her way. Champagne her head quick and stood to up, she was sure she heard a camera and even saw a light. Someone was watching her, she been right some one was stalking her. Her eyes turned to the flowers again, she was growing more suspicious of these flowers. Champagne picked them up with the box of chocolate's and walked inside.

Andrew asks and Ace can't decide if he's making fun of or not. " why would you want to know?!" Ace asks with an exhausted voice. " who did it?!" Andrew asks while gritting his teeth. Ace huff's and leads the way to the cafeteria and Andrew is not far away behind him. All of them are looking and it irks him. The cafeteria is a cacophony of loud chatter, each table a cosseted huddle of people raising their voices to be heard. Ace's eyes move towards a laughing jack, he walks towards him and jack notices him.

Because I have to find the metal for it first. "It also has a studio over there so you can play music there's a couple of speakers up top too."she said as she pointed to each corner of the room with four speakers hanging from the wall. She walked over to the small studio and opened the gate and stepped in. " Come here I'm going to show you how the audio system works. You can connect it to your phone," she said. The cord that connects to the phone connects through the audio system. She explained everything that was on the board and what all the buttons do and how to turn it on and off and had to adjust the sound when needed.

Helpless plunge my being as another series of self-destructive and depressing thoughts ran through my head. To distract me, I peered around the room taking in the interior. The room was generously large with a Royal-size fancy bed pushed against the wall opposite the bedroom door with an ottoman at the edge and with nightstands on either side of it. A 70 inch or maybe bigger Tv was mounted to the left side of the wall where the bedroom door was framed.

What the hell is wrong with me, I can't help but wonder at my reaction to the person who just entered. "Ah, Mr. Clearwater, how nice of you to join us today," Mr. Ramirez says as the intruder begins walking towards his seat. Instead of going to where he usually sits, I listen as his footsteps move in my direction, continuing towards me until he stops next to my desk. I hear what sounds like sniffing before he makes a deep, low noise—one that I've never heard from another person before. I'm almost positive that he growled, just before the word "Mate!" quietly hits my ears.

Chapter 90 Camille sat frozen in Victoria's private office, eyes fixed on the television. Alexander paced behind her chair while Victoria stood near the window. The screen showed the Plaza Hotel ballroom converted into a press area, camera flashes pulsing across the room. "Are you sure you want to watch this?" Alexander asked, touching Camille's shoulder. Camille nodded, unable to speak, her throat tight and hands cold. "They might still side with Rose," Victoria warned. "Be prepared."

The sun was barely up when Evelyn received a message on her burner phone—a number that only a few trusted people knew. The text was brief and to the point: *Meet me at the old cathedral. Midnight. Come alone.* Evelyn’s heart pounded as she read the message. Kade didn’t waste time. The old cathedral was a relic from a forgotten era, long abandoned and shrouded in urban legend. It was the perfect place for a clandestine meeting, far from the prying eyes of The Tribunal.