FIFTY TWOHis father was sitting behind his large mahogany desk, looked up from his papers, his expression transforming from concentration to surprise as his eyes landed on Jackson who watched him voice a curious question.“I was not expecting to see you, Jackson” he muttered"Father," Jackson greeted, approaching the table with Amelia right beside him. “I would like for you to meet Amelia; she is a friend of mine and working for the company” he voiced.His father's eyes widened, clearly caught off guard by the unexpected introduction. He had never seen Jackson bring a woman to meet him before, and the surprise was etched across his face. Slowly, he rose from his chair, pushing it back with a creak, and approached them.He wanted to get a closer look at the lady because he had to admit that she had peaked his curiosity."Amelia," he said, his voice warm with a hint of curiosity. "It's a pleasure to meet you. Jackson rarely brings anyone here."Amelia smiled, stepping forward to shake
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