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2024-10-29 19:42:56“Sir… what brings you here?” I called panicked.
The CEO closed the door of the conference room and walked closer to Grace and me.
“I wanted to check on your progress,” he stated casually.
“Our draft is almost ready… we just need to go through it one more time, to make sure everything is fine,” Grace helped me explain, while I kept hectically wondering how much of my blabbering did Samil heard.
“Good…” he smirked and stood right next to me, “I'm looking forward to see your draft,” he patted my shoulder.
I flinched under his touch. My heart beat faster and faster, I couldn't focus, my brain was too busy processing words I said when the CEO entered the room and every possible way, he might have understood them.
“Ms. Lee, I need to take Ms. Eder from you now, so you will have to finish your project tomorrow,” he gazed at me commandingly.
“O-of course,” Grace gulped overpowered by his strong presence.
“See… you tomorro
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