ADRIAN BLACKWELL DOESN'T EXIST

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Chapter 17 Saturday arrived like a breath of fresh air, pulling me away from the exhausting routine of work and, more importantly, away from Adrian’s constant reminders that I was nothing more than his assistant. It had only been a week since I caught him kissing that woman in his office, yet in that short time, he had managed to make my job even more unbearable. Every night, a different woman. Every morning, a new set of reservations, gifts, and handwritten notes.... none of which were from him, of course. I was the one composing the sweet little messages, arranging the perfect dates, and ensuring the hotel suites were booked. He was a damn multi-billionaire, but apparently, he still needed me to plan his hookups. I buried the frustration as I met Olivia and Claire for our girls' day

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