Chapter Twelve

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"What did I just hear? Celine, how come you're moving to the presidential floor?" Vivian asked, storming into Celine's office. "Are you trying to cozy up to the boss?" Celine chuckled at the absurdity of the accusation. "Vivian, focus on your work before you accuse me of stealing your spotlight again," she retorted, noticing Vivian's jealousy. "Just so you know, this isn't your break time. Tessa shouldn't catch you here in my office," Celine said, answering her phone as it rang. Ignoring Vivian's presence, Celine answered the call, leaving Vivian fuming silently as she exited the room, feeling embarrassed. "Why do you sound tired?" asked a man on the phone. "I'm tired, yeah. How's everything over there?" Celine replied. "Everything's fine, but you need a break, Celine," the man insis

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