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Adam’s POV
“I’m sorry Mr Stone,” Tom’s secretary mumbled as she got off the phone with her boss. She looked like she would burst into tears anytime soon.
Poor woman, Harrison must have insulted her or said something hurtful. Just when I wanted to see the bastard in another light, he proved over and over that he was a damned pig and he deserved to be treated just as so. “Mr Harrison is on his way.”
I didn’t have time for that. I had been around the area that morning for a meeting and thought it would be good enough to drop by. We hadn’t concluded on the inauguration of the mall that was soon to happen.
I stood before his secretary on his top floor with Matt behind me. I had hoped for a quick exchange and then I could go on about my activities for the day.
I had to give him credit, the mall did turn out beautiful. An
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