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Adams Office

The Journey

After carefully packing his lunch, I made my way to the driveway where Adam’s car was parked. I approached the driver, a stern-looking man who barely glanced at me as I approached. “Excuse me,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “I need to deliver Mr. Adam’s lunch to his office. Could you please drive me there?”

The driver looked at me with a mixture of disdain and confusion. “Why would I drive a maid to Mr. Adam’s office? You’re not supposed to be using his car,” he said dismissively.

“But I’m his—” I began to explain, but he cut me off.

“I don’t care what you are. Mr. Adam didn’t give me any instructions about you using the car. Now move along, I have work to do.” He turned away, effectively ending the conversation.

Frustration bubbled up inside me, but I bit my lip and turned away. It was clear that my new status as Adam’s wife, albeit in name only, had not reached everyone, or perhaps they just didn’t care. I approached the gatehouse, where the gateman sat reading
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Diane Lowe Fortson
Why is she acting like an imbecile. She came from money. she lived in a high rise apartment, worked in an office building like this...than why are portraying her like she stupid, never seen this. I'm about to be finish with this story. I'll wait a minute to see if you give her a backbone.
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