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The Emergency (2)
"You made so many demands, how is Madam Eamon going to meet them?"
Eamon's movements froze, his glass of wine suspended mid-air. "What did you call her?" he asked, his tone flat and even, but his eyes gleaming with a hint of excitement.
Harris looked up at Eamon, whose sophisticated eyes now stared deep into his, as if searching for something.
"M... Madam Eamon," Harris stuttered, his eyes darting away.
Eamon's face then broke into a desperate, childish smile, his eyes shining with an unsettling intensity.
"I'll triple your bonus this month and the next six months," he offered, his voice dripping with enthusiasm.
Harris's eyes widened in shock, his mouth agape. This offer was too good to be true. It happened once in a NEVER!
"As you say, Boss." He nodded hastily,
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