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Chapter 72

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Lachlan

My mood was sour as I was still yet to get over the hurtful words, Amelia. They kept ringing through my mind as I drove to the office. I had even decided to drive, telling my chauffeur not to bother, because I thought it would help clear my mind. But alas, I was very wrong. I shook my head slightly as I walked into the office, walking past the greetings of the other staffers.

Clara caught up with me grabbing my belongings, simultaneously handing me my cup of black coffee, just the way I like it. She then began telling me of the program for today till I got into my office and sat down. I sighed.

"Alright, Clara, can we begin with the first program for today?” I asked, handing the already empty cup to her.

“Of course. I’ll send the documents now.” She replied, collecting the cup from me with a smile, before walking out of my office. I sighed again before settling in to begin the day. Sour mood or not, work had to be done.

Shortly after, Clara called and informed me that Cassan
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