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Chapter 39 Shortcut

作者: Memoree
last update publish date: 2022-12-30 00:39:32
Kianna

Ares set his fork down against the empty plastic container, and right on cue, Kyle’s head popped into the room to signal he was stepping into the corridor to answer a ringing phone.

I sat back on the plush sofa, watching the hands of the executive office clock tick closer to 1:00 p.m. The second the hour struck, I stood up and began packing the empty containers back into the lunchbox.

"Are you headed out already?" Ares asked, instantly rising from his desk to help me snap the lids shut.

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