My Secretary Is The Mistress

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own the corridor. A quick call, a brief instruction-clear and direct. By the

is read

gle nod and o

ployees stepping aside, a few quiet greetings exchang

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ped out, openin

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traffic; the driver focused a

presentation one last time. Cole sat beside her, posture composed, e

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but firm, "stick to the structure we discu

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backed up. "Is there anything speci

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ted to him.

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slight nod, turning his attention forward a

smooth stop in fro

Cole exited without pause, Helen following just

o hesitation-as they

in. Cole acknowledged with a slight nod, already moving.

e room door, where Cole pa

taking her seat. Cole followed, closing the door behind him, his eyes briefly

g his own stack of papers, his postu

re placed on the table. Chairs drawn back. The meeting began al

larity, her voice steady and professional. Cole interjected only when needed, reinforcing points with calm authority.

calm did

ly, slamming a hand lightly against the table. The sharp soun

in his chair, fingers resting lig

uietly, deliberately, "is expec

elen could feel the shift, a tangible tension pressing against her shoulders.

es, his impatience clear but controlled. "This isn

replied, his tone ca

gainst the floor. Papers rustled as he gathered them

followed his lead, closing her folder with care. Without a word, they left

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back seat, hands folded neat

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