“I heard that our president’s daughter went missing when she was seven.“After that, our company’s business got better. She might have been sacrificed. The rich love doing that sort of thing.“Nina, capitalists are all horrible people. Stay away from the boss when you see him,” Stanley York, my boyfriend, whispered into my ear. “You’ve only just joined the workforce and don’t know anything. Listen to me, alright?”I scoffed and rushed out of the pantry. Then, I shouted to the company president, who had come for a work inspection, “Sir, are you my dad? We have the same eyes, tone of skin, and black hair! We look practically identical! I knew it! My horoscope has never let me down! You must be my dad!”Everyone on the floor fell silent. The executives and my colleagues were stunned. Nathan Steward, the president, put down the documents in his hands and came over to me. As he stared at me, his gaze turned from puzzlement to shock, then to excitement. He grabbed my hand, and I no
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