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ck the papers, clumsily gathering herself. Tate hid his surprise, Valerie thought. "I'm the new accountant, sir," Valerie said, visibly sh

iss Cameron." Tate said, curt with his words. Valerie left his office, unsure of her emotions. Sure, she had resolved to

as soon as possible, I want it on my desk within the next hour." "Yes, sir," Valerie said, starting on it at once. She sorted

-" "Are you competent or not?" Mr Crowley dropped his pen, looking at Valerie. "Of course, sir." Valerie stuttered, "I just need a bit of clarifi

f his sight, hearing him complain about incompetent girls who didn't know what they were

s and dates she didn't understand. "Slow down, Valerie." She told herself. "You just need to focus. You need this job." She clear

tough ones. Frustrated when she made no headway, she kept her head in her hands. "Hey." Someone in the cubicle next to hers called out. "Hi,"

ave to be careful around Mr Crowley," he warned, sounding watchful. "I appreciate you taking your time out to help me," Valerie said, warm

taking them to Mr Crowley. "What is this!" He yelled, "I tell you to arrange a goddam file for me and this is what you bring?" He cho

wanted to punch Mr Crowley in the face but she thought of her mother lying sick in the hospital. "I'm sorry, sir," she said, bowing h

d flung. Todd was looking at her with sympathy. Just when Valeri

head up. Tate had entered the room, looking magnificent in his suit. "To what do we own this honour, sir?" Mr Crowley fawned, a slobberi

Miss Cameron." With that, he stalked out of the room, leaving Valerie shattered. Tears came unbidden to her eyes. She couldn't believe this was the same