Chapter 23

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Strong words, Miss Wright. I never was fond of your temper. However, my uncle has requested a truce. It is only because of my concern for his health that I am agreeing to it. Do not expect much though. I promise to be nicer- only up to the point where I can stomach it. Good day. Delnard sends his regards.  I took him to the airport and he was quite adamant that I tell you this. Although I imagine both of you have a way of communicating to each other. Really, Sofia, why do you waste so much of my time? -Jonathon Sofia hesitated before opening the door to Jonathon's office. She felt cold and unsure. There were butterflies in her stomach and she was glad she did not eat breakfast otherwise, she would just throw it all up when she would see him. What's even worse, she could vomit a

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