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Chapter 84: A Little Birdie
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2025-02-21 09:10:47BLAZE
The numbers on my screen blurred together.
I had been working for hours, drowning myself in reports, emails, and financial projections—anything to distract myself.
But it wasn’t working.
The irritation in my chest hadn't lessened. If anything, it was getting worse.
Just as I was about to shove the papers aside, the door to my office swung open without warning.
Jared.
I didn’t even bother looking up. “You knock, you know.”
Jared ignored me. “What are you up to?” He strolled in
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