Brian raised an eyebrow, confusion etched on his features. He fell short of words, running his fingers through his short black hair. For a moment, he thought he was mistaken. “Sorry, does Miss Allison live here?” He managed to ask, trying to sound as confident as possible. Gloria shot him a deadly stare, “what business do you have with her?” She snapped at him. “This.” He said, tugging his hand into the inner pocket of his suit jacket, “I need to deliver this to her.” He stretched out an envelope to her, but Gloria didn't take it. Instead, she furrowed her brows and tilted her head up, trying to make sense of him.Before she could say anything else, Allison walked up behind her. “What's taking you so long?” She asked, and her gaze met that of Brian before she got a reply. “Brian!” She called out. “What are you doing here?” Her eyes darted from Brian to Gloria and then back to Brian. “He said…” Gloria said but was quickly interrupted by Brian. “Miss Allison, I was asked to deliver
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