I spent the morning in my room playing with Tristan, taking advantage of the most time possible by his side, compensating for the hours of absence due to work.
The door of my room opened and Abby entered still in her pajamas.
"Aunt Abby is here." She said excitedly as she jumped onto the bed, near Tristan.
"Why haven't you changed?" I asked, amused, looking at her. It seemed like she just woke up, it showed on her sleepy face.
"Well, I don't have much to do today, and besides, your father is very busy with Ms. Boyer. I hope he kicks her out, she may be a good worker, but she earned her dismissal."
I raised my eyebrows, surprised, and looked at the time on my cellphone, it was 11. I thought my father was going to wait to sign the collaboration contract and then ask her to resign.
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