White Spots on My Cheeks Led to an Unwanted Contract

feeling slightly hollow as I stood up.

“Well, now, I think I’ve had enough for today,” I said, grabbing my purse from the small stool in the corner.

“If you walk out now, Martha, the partnership offer is off the table,” she said, stepping between me and the door.

“Let me pass, Beatrice,” I said, keeping my eyes fixed on her shoulder.

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