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arn the job you want was to spend e
"Become the person the CEO can't live without. Be their right-hand man. Lear
ble. And I'd definitely
t served as an anteroom to his. His voice was firm
I asked
tes. We have to discuss some
ft, closing the
turned back
lways sweet with me. Henry was in his late fifties, tall, about 6 feet, and had broad shoulders, grey hair and hazel eyes. And being in fifties didn't mean he wa
I respected him
taking my iPad with me, I sto
enever I was nervous and curious, and right now, I was curious because Henry always called
n," Hen
. There was nothing but technology and a big desk with one big chair on one side and two black leather
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snowy white shirt with its collar and first button open which also gave a glimpse of his chest, and a stride to eat up the universe. He also had a small b
erfect mouth when his eyes lande
ell was he
houghts about him, so, it's because I worked for him at lea
escending, obstinate, cranky
e fitted perfectly on him. He may look handsome
his right hand towards me as his other hand rested in his pocket, showcasing a massive and expensive Rolex. As I slid my ha
mart
s mutual, Mr. Archer," I
ed his mouth as he
He wasn't very tall as Henry and The Bastard, just about my height, his hair was dark
in a black suit and pale blue shirt and a black tie. He still had just a hint of childish roundness left around his chin. Alto
his musical voice
d with
and I slid mine in, "I'm Gavin
h
ustin's
o
odded. "Gavin, pl
stin" once because Henry always had let me call him by his first name but he had repulsed and told me, "I don't know about your past e
k I was cal
n," I smi
d and said in h
eat, everyone,"
lack leather couch in
just separated by a small glass desk. Whereas Mr.
met Austin here, and as well as Gav
a year,"
ed to that," Mr. Bastar
I
ry growled and I pass
t I was glad he k
r years and I must say that I appre
on clo
e down and I know you
to the point?" Aust
why I loa
eared his throa
Eva," Henry c
d Henry stammering. He was always confide
hat is it
arry my son," he
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