lie'
tion. I danced in front of Mr. Ashford, embarrassing myself as he
ford. She mentioned she's been working for Mr. Ashford for many years and wants to retire from everything.
say, turning to her. We're sitti
file. I nod. She reviews every f
give them to him," she says. I take the files and stand up from the chair. I approach Mr. Ashford'
es need your si
h Xavier?" he asks, look
with anyone. She said to brin
ep forgetting th
ion. Ask Linda-she'll explain what to do
said to verify them
be assuming control of the company in a few months, so before Mr. Ashford signs the files, they
the elevator. I reach the floor and search for any indication. As
e is here, kissing a woman intensely, pressing her against the wall. I
lushes with embarrassment, and she turns to go. She notices me, and I offer her a weak smile
nd through his hair
he mutters to himself and is abo
ring at me in some sort of daze. His eyes aren't cold like I've seen before. They're gentle-completely different fro
ins racing a
wrist and p
ly, he looks at my hand, then at me. He pulls his hand away fro
ou doing he
ified before I take the
ng this? Where's
be doing Linda's work now. So where can I find Mr. Xa
w who he is?"
I ask you?" I say, nar
o his office," he says, t
nswer me-just enters a room. I follow inside. It's more stunning than Mr
girl. Her hair is floating in the air as she looks to her right. Her face is partially covered b
the files you brought?" he says. I look at him.
g there?" I ask, t
now?" he asks, placing his hands on the desk. I look at him, confused.
avier
r Ashford?" I
. He knows my name-I t
ton," I mumble
ve all day," he says flatly. I hand him the files and l
of him. Should I apologize to Xavier? No. Why shou
es forward and turns to his laptop, typing something. I glare at him, mentally shooting lasers at his
I mutter
he says behind me. I turn toward him and
ffice. I head down to Mr. Ashford's offi
" I say, placing them on the desk.
en I was talking back to your son?" I a
h someone who can silence
y with me, sir?"
ually, I'm quite pleased to
ng-call me Vincen
be so unprofes
you don't mind." I nod. "Come on, sit here," he s
always this cold and ru
ange along with people," he says, smiling sadly as he l
o him when you were in his o
d something to him?" I
without a comeback. Now tell me," he a
Face," I mumble. He laughs loudly
re to see his expression," he says
peak to you lik
ays, smiling sadly at me. I nod, silencing myself. I've already asked him too many p
nt, I can see the resemblance they share. But their eye colo
da will teach you about the schedules,"
say. He glares
about how to add
fore I can turn it, it turns itself and swings open forcefully. The door slams into my forehead ha
ww
reach forward to grab something to steady myself, but I stumble, falling forwa
? Don't you know to knock before
at the exact moment I was about
," someone says. I slowly open my eyes. I groan
ent comes into view. I slowly
incent's office, sitting on the couch. Next to Vincent is Xavie
t happened," I say as the memory r
ay, glaring at him. Vincent
m the couch, placing my hands on my hips. He doesn't stop laughing at me. When he doesn
he curses, ho
shout at him. He turns toward me in amusement, but it immediate
im, seeing the bruise forming on his jaw.
I notice the files on the desk. I take them and head towa
da. When she see
d?" she asks. Then she starts
ble to look at?"
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