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I know how hard it is to establish a business and when your investor start to not believe in you is even more harder and I believe because of that post it’s affecting her business and I think it’s going to make her even more in rage but upon thinking about it… she made me pissed last night and this is the payment for that. “It’s still going to collapsed even without that post. Some people are speculating about the child trafficking incident that has been happening inside that company, and now people are bringing it up again and it will fall not slowly but fast and harsh.” Kate said. “and that’s just the harsh truth, or some call it karma… I guess it’s on your side.” She smirk at me. I shake

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Vivian POV The streetlights flicker as I hurry home, Tyler Grayson’s words clawing at my mind like a song I can’t unhear. “You’re not what you think you are.” What does that even mean? My sneakers slap the pavement, the rhythm too fast, too frantic, matching the hum buzzing under my skin. It hasn’t stopped since I left the field, that strange, electric pulse that feels alive, like it’s trying to break free. I’m Vivian Harper, the girl who fades into the background at Westbridge High, not someone with secrets worth cryptic warnings. But as the sky darkens, the air heavy with the scent of rain and something wilder, I’m not so sure.

I said, placing the cigarette on the table, thinking that it probably cost more than my salary. “What’s Winston and Marlboro?” I raised an eyebrow at him. “The brand of cigarettes, of course! Don’t you know that?” “Do you think I would ask if I knew?” he retorted. I grimaced. “Of course, you wouldn’t know the common cigarette brand because you’re rich. You act all high and mighty as Treasurer, but it doesn’t actually collect money.” “It is. One pack of Treasurer Luxury Black is worth more than your two months’ salary,” he smirked teasingly.