Bianca's POV"Good morning, Miss Davies," Harriet chirped, flashing me her usual lucid smile that revealed her dimples."Good morning, Harriet," I responded, giving her a small smile."I trust you had a wonderful night?" She asked."Yes, I did. What about you?" I asked back. Not like I cared or anything. I just felt the need to be warm and polite to her. She was after all, my personal assistant, my right-hand woman. Harriet was the second person I trusted the most in the whole wide world, after me, of course."I did," she replied beaming and adjusting her floral halter neck ruffle dress. She looked really pretty today like she took her time getting herself all dolled up.Harriet was an attractive lady, a year older than I was. Though not nearly as attractive as I was. She was slender, tall, with a symmetrical face, black kinky hair and beautiful dark skin that glistened. She would make a fine model, I had told her a thousand times but she always shrugged it off. She could be the next
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