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came through the speaker, sickeningly smooth. "Yo

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low chatter stopped. A collective, ma

back in his chair, loo

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gling. "Maybe the poor IT boy saw the fr

laughter bounce

ked to the empty chair at the far end of the

table, slicing a rare steak.

y," Mildred said without looking up

tightened around

her voice cold. "He earns his own money. That m

ne glass tipped, spilling dark red wine acro

"I know people in tech. I can make one phone call and ensure your

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rning anger in her throat. She lowered her

on her, calling Brennan a loser, a beggar, a mistake. H

, holding a silver teapot fi

he tea, her wrist

splashed directly onto t

ed out, jerking

ed. The burning pain seared through

h said, her tone entirel

opped laughing. No one

one, Hazel. Making a mess. Go up to the guest

. She pushed her chair back, stood up, a

rs finally blurred her vision. She felt a crushing guilt fo

top floor of a towering glass

table. His face was carved from ice as he listened to

uietly up behind his chair and sl

(Hazel) is currently at the Cook estate. Attending alon

at the words

d to drop ten degrees. His jaw clenche

loud thwack made the vice president

ting adjourned," he or

is chair and strode out of the room, leaving