From Frumpy to CEO: Her Reckoning
found me by the coffee machine, alone. He put on his cha
ersuasive. "This fighting is bad for morale. Just a small ap
. He casually put his arm around her waist, pulli
king at me with false sweetness. "
d used that same casual touch on me to get what he wanted-my approva
manipulation was so obvio
, Julian, is yours," I s
alled after me, his voice losing its charm
the hallway, moving to stand wit
calating, their faces ha
y phon
's nurse. Her vo
ome to the hospital. It's
ght with Julian, the com
t had nothing to do with corporate takeovers. I found him i
, holding his cool hand. "The s
He squeezed my hand, hi
I want to see you win, Amelia. I want to see you take y
t and a burden. He was
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