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Chapter 17

Author: Nheeke
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The sound of the door slamming made Marco groan, already anticipating the audacious presence that dared to enter his office in such a manner. It could only be his beautiful secretary. Raising his head, he winced at the sight of her face.

"What happened to you?" he asked, his voice laced with concern. Patricia was taken aback by the worry in his tone, finding it disgusting. She had endured worse bruises than these—ironically, she had inflicted them on herself.

She chuckled silently, recalling the show she had put on. Now it was time to put on the same act for this man in the grey suit. His hair was slightly shorter on the sides and longer on top, meticulously combed back without a strand out of place. His midnight black hair, along with his perfectly trimmed beard, accentuated his sharp jawline and added to his intimidating presence. Marco despised the fact that Patricia wasn't intimidated by him.

Pointing her finger at him, she accused, "You happened!"

"What did I do? I'm not the one w
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