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2024-10-29 19:42:56TRINITY
I turn my head to a man around my age in a charcoal grey suit. I know exactly who he is, but the question is, what he wants from me? This man has the face of a magazine cover model with jet black hair, piercing blue eyes, chiseled jaw with a five o’clock shadow.
He smiles as he saunters towards me with his hands in his pants pockets.
“I thought it was you,” he says like we’ve known each other.
My brows creased. “Excuse me?” I ask seemingly surprised with my own question.
“Kiara Mallory, right? I’m Sean.” His confident smile widens, and he looks good closer.
Screw that looks!
“Yeah, and what can I do for you, Mr. Rexwell?” I know him, his company, and he’s just like Bash, the future CEO of Rexwell; the biggest and number one rival of Hughes Industries.
“Do you always speak like that to the people who want nothing but being nice to you?” He seems amused by my talk.
I release an exasperating
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