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MILLS COMPANY, SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA

LIAM

“Tell the others to go ahead with the plan. You all should submit what you came up with within a week. That’s enough time, right?”

Looking up, I realized that the lady I was speaking to was so invested in whatever she was staring at to even notice me. My eyes went in the direction of what she was staring at, I realized it was a photo of my mum and me, which was resting in a corner of my office.

“Miss Lydia,” I snapped, making her jump in fright.

“Sir…sir,” she stammered, instantly looking up at me.

“What did I just say?”

“You were talking about the new project, how it’s…it’s…”

“How it’s what?” I boomed, anger laced in my voice.

“Get out of my office this instant…And never come in here if you aren’t going to listen to a word I say.”

She turned around and ran out of the office, not without giving me an apologetic look.

“Women,” I mumbled under my breath.

I had banned the women at the company from entering my office several times, but the