Devon’s POV I stood outside the office building, taking a deep breath before pushing open the door. I had been dreading this moment for weeks, but I knew I had to do it. I had to get back on my feet, and this was the first step.As I walked up to the reception desk, the receptionist looked up at me with a mixture of surprise and annoyance. "You're back," she said, her voice dripping with disdain. "I didn't think you'd actually show up after yesterday's... performance."I felt a flush rise to my cheeks as I remembered my attempt to persuade her to let me see Karen. "Yeah, I'm here to start work as the errand boy," I said, trying to sound confident.The receptionist raised an eyebrow. "You're the one who was trying to sweet-talk me into getting you an interview with Karen, aren't you?" she said, her tone accusatory.I nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Yeah, that was me."The receptionist shook her head. "I'll let Mr. Greg know you're here," she said, picking up the phone.A few minut
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