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CHAPTER 74 LUCY’S PAST
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The CEO..I sat with Zack and Tracy at our usual VIP spot at Greysville Lounge. I took a deep gulp from my cup, trying to quench the tension in my chest before I spoke up."You know," I began, catching their attention, "while we've been putting a lot of energy into Zeetech, I haven't forgotten about TNK Corporation. In fact, I've been working hard to boost and upgrade it as best as I could."Zack raised an eyebrow. "Oh? That's quite good.“Tracy nodded, sipping her juice. "That's impressive. Balancing three companies must be quite the challenge.""It is," I admitted with a smile, "but it's worth it. I believe in both Zeetech and TNK.”I turned to Tracy and asked, "How many shares does the Beckham family hold in Beckham Construction?""80 percent," Tracy replied, pouring her mixed-flavored fruit drink into a glass. "But after selling 20 percent, they should possess roughly 60 percent."Zack's eyes widened, causing him to choke on his drink. He coughed and spittered, struggling to reg
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The CEO . . Immediately my eyes opened, an acute pain traversed my head, causing me to wince. I couldn’t remember the last time I had drunk like that—not even when I caught Binky cheating. After leaving my father’s place last night, I had headed to Zach’s and drowned myself in alcohol. Rising and sitting at the corner of the bed, I cupped my face in my palms and took a deep breath, my father’s rejection still stinging my mind and body. After a few seconds, I rose up, strode downstairs—every step heavy and dead—heading towards the dining room where Zach’s voice came from. “Feeling any better?” Zach questioned, sipping from his coffee. I slouched back in the chair, my eyes blank and devoid of emotion. “Don’t give up yet. Just convince him again,” Zach continued. “My father’s words are like ye and amen; there is no going back,” I stated. I had known him all my life; he had never gone back on his word. My head ached as the thought of being stuck with my father began to haunt me.
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The toy..After taking a break from work, I spent most of my time with her, occasionally stretching my back on the bed. To keep her company, I brought my laptop, and we watched movies together. I also bought a deck of cards, and we played games. She wasn’t like the woman in the diary; though I could see some traces of her former self, she had changed. Coma does actually change one. It gives you enough time to reflect on your actions.Whenever I forgot I was Aria, I enjoyed her company. But when I remembered how she felt about me, my heart sank. So, I did what I was very good at—locking it all up.She asked me to buy her a novel, a romance about two people from different worlds with different powers who were never meant to be. She said it had hooked her before she entered the coma, and she wanted to finish it. It hurt me that she seemed to remember everything except that I survived.After hours of reading, the sun had been replaced by the moon, its warm air by a cold breeze.“How doe
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