The hidden terms in my contract.

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ischarged from the hospital and you are already planning to get back to work!" She droppe

t is still early, you should call your boss and inform him." Said Anita, sitting on the dining table close to her d

s. "Okay, if you say so. But..." Mr Thomas quickly

as took his leave while Anita try to get her

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ow as he tries to destroy the white papers containing some important information. "We need to be

he keyboard. "And we need to move the money into a paper account if we are to cover any trace." S

nths now, they must have been tip by someone

ohn's ear. He turns sharply, his eyes a bit white, evidence of h

screen over her shoulder, his eyes w

een before she finally spoke, "we have to make someone the culprit, Sir." Her

le placing his right arm on the chair Ani

n. Anita looked at John and then, back to the man standing in front of them. John gave her

omas placing his right arm on his shoulder. "Mr, Thomas, you have been a loyal servant of this company and I truly app

stically at John. John turn around his head and sig

ht to John's office. "Search everywhere, every

ld lay their hands on. "Over here Sir," one of the officer shouted as he stood by the computer where Ani

hn and spoke, "And who is Mr. Thomas Wa

ening? Why is the officer seeking to know who bears th

ndcuff Mr Thomas. Mr Thomas was speechless, confused and couldn't find the

uddenly went blank and confused, "Me, mo.. Money laundering, Sir..." Mr Thomas turn to his b

arm and dragging him out of the office. Mr Thomas try

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ith cases that are beyond redemption. Damain is an experience lawyer, who have

o go ahead with signing the divorce paper?" He asked the couple

Walter spoke with furry. Mrs Walter quickl

alm the tension in the room. Damain leaned back to his seat, "okay, here is what I will sugg

ng at his wife with a disgusting face. "How dare you call me

up from his seat quickly and try to

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ing orders from customers in the rest

seat. "Yeah, just a cup of coffee will do," the customer replied gazing a

r's table, her phone rang. "Willa!" The manager yelled, pointing to the sticker on the

a pitiful eyes, her voice barely audible. She pi

your father has been arrested for money launderin

s order. Tears filled her eyes. She was lost and confused. And instantly, she walked towards the counter, trying to take off her apron

ce echoed through the room but his words fell on a deaf ear. "Yo

the driver. Willa answered, wiping away her tears "FBI office." The driv