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Chapter Thirty - seven

Author: Mary Smith
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Sophia’s POV

I set up the resumes of five potential candidates on Mr Mahone’s desk. My resolve was unwavering. I needed to find a replacement for myself so I could finally leave.

I had spent the previous night combing through applications and speaking with candidates. These five were among the best. At least, I believed so.

Mr Mahone, of course, had agreed to let me search for my replacement, but I wasn’t naïve. I knew him well enough to expect resistance. Still, I was determined to follow through.

The first candidate arrived promptly at 9:00 a.m., a tall man in his late thirties. His posture was confident, and his handshake firm. He wore a crisp navy suit that exudes professionalism, and his polished shoes reflected the light streaming through the windows.

“Good morning,” the man said, smiling politely. “My name is Andrew Carter.”

Michael sat behind his desk, arms folded, and gestured for Andrew to take a seat.

Andrew launched into his qualifications. “I have ten years
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