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er dress, and the coffee poured on her dress in the front. "Oh! Oh jeez! F**k!!!" She screamed. "Sorry about that, but you told me to place it on your head, was just following orders" M

t only cos they're rich @sses, I hope you win the tournament cos no better swimmer" she said, and they stuck hands. "First time I'm meeting a fan for real" he said. "Fan for life" she winked, and they smiled at each other. The appearance of Jemima made them stop it. She changed into another dress already, body con gown this time. "Lina, pack your things and leave your office" she ordered, and her eyes widened. "What! I'm...I'm.. fired?" "Go to the manager's office, You're promoted" Jemima replied. "What!" "And you... you're my secretary" she faced Maxwell, and he frowned. "Are you kidding?" "Do I look like someone who has time to joke with kids?" Jemima replied with a frown too, and he went closer to lean on her desk. "Kid?" He muttered, and her eyes went to his CV soft copy on her laptop. "I'm four years older! You're just 24, probably graduated college in the beginning of this year, so what are we talking about? Now that I think about it, you're f**king rude, you talk to me like we're age mates or something, if you wanna remain here as my secretary, do away with that" she glared. "I'm outta here" Maxwell replied and stood straight. "Cops will be waiting for you when you get outside, you'll have a good time journeying with them to their station where you'll have to explain why you dumped ice cream on my car last night, and of course... you'll pay for the car" Jemima replied arrogantly, resting back on her chair. Maxwell didn't budge as he began walking out of the office, but he suddenly stopped when he remembered the bet again. If he goes home without getting any job at all, Cypress and Warren will have a good time jesting him, and he'd lose thousands of dollars from the bet.... also...

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n your thighs" Linda replied, and everyone else laughed, but it didn't last cos Cypress dazed Linda's face with a slap immediately. "Ahh!" Linda bled. Everyone gasped, and this time, Cypress raised her punch on her... "Cypress!" The Senior attendant came out, a male. Her fist stopped midair, and she was breathing hard as she brought it down. "What do you think you're doing!" The Senior attendant shouted when he finally reached them. "She started it! She called me a whore indirectly!" Cypress ranted. "I never said that, I was only talking to her about her poor mode of dressing, and the next thing she did was slap me" Linda replied, shedding tears as she held her burning cheek. "What!" Cypress gasped shockingly. "Linda is saying the truth" another attendant said. "Cypress started it" another one added. Everyone went against her to support Linda, and she scoffed. "Seriously? Y'all should stop lying on me!" She shouted. "Cypress, you should

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e said, and she flattened her lips before going in before him. All the staffs in the hall stood immediately, and no one dared to sit till she did. Maxwell took his seat on the rightful place not far from her after opening the needed files in front of her. The presenter got the projector remote and went to the stage to start, and that was when Tatiana came in. Despite her lateness, she knowingly hit her heels hard on the floor at every step till she got to her seat, and Maxwell smirked. Blood is thicker than water, but maybe Tatiana is even worse than Je

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m!" Jemima moaned in relish when she began eating. "Delicious, right?" Sloane asked as she ate too. "Of course, thanks for choosing this place for the lunch, I'm gonna fill myself till the brim" Jemima replied, and she smiled. "So...why didn't you come to the party last night?" Jemima asked. "What party? You cancelled it anyways" Sloane rolled eyes. "But still, you had no plans to come, I know that" Jemima said. "Yeah, was spending time with Miguel (her son)" Sloane replied, and Jemima went

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Do I have to explain everything to you? Slut!" Jemima shot like she has been preparing for it. "What!" Clara stood. "You don't talk to my mum that way!" Tatiana spranged up too. "Order!" Chairman slammed his palms on the table, and Clara sat. Tatiana gave Jemima a look full of venom before sitting too. "He's my new secretary, dad" Jemima said softly, not looking at anyone. "Good evening sir" Maxwell greeted with a slight bow. "You're handsome" chairman replied, and he smiled. "I get that a lot" "Let's eat in peace, please" chairman said, picking his cutleries. The others followed suit, and Maxwell remained still. "You're not eating?" Chairman asked. "I'm allowed? Thought it's for family" he replied. "Lina was like family when she was the secretary, and now you've become a part of us too" chairman replied. "Thanks" he smiled, picking his cutleries too. They began eating, but obviously everyone has what they wanna say, so it was awkward, especially Tatiana. "I think you should stop bringing secretaries everywhere, it's a family dinner for crying out loud" she finally spoke. "Was that why you had the guts to touch Lina last night?" Jemima replied. "You finally heard, she got exactly what she deserved for trying to defend you sick psycho!" Tatiana