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102: The Rumor

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Juniper's face scrunched up in an expression of utter disgust as she stared at her phone, scrolling through article after article of the daily news.

Chloe's face was plastered across the front pages of nearly every media outlet, from reputable magazines to sensational tabloids and blogs, glorified with catchy headlines that were impossible to ignore. . .

[ "Meet Forêt-Bleue's Youngest CEO Who's Changing the Game: Chloe Clermont"

"The Unstoppable Rise of Forêt-Bleue's Youngest Female CEO"

"The Future of Business: Chloe Clermont's Inspiring Story"

"CEO Sensation: Chloe Clermont's Recipe for Success"

"Chloe Clermont: The Face of Modern Leadership"

"From Startup to Stardom: Chloe's Journey to the Top"

"The Power Player: Chloe Clermont's Impact on Bellerose Fragrance" ]

It didn't stop there. The headlines kept getting more and more annoying as they came. And the articles, themselves? Nothing but overexaggerated facts to cover up her lack of better a
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