34. Grayson
GRAYSON “You can’t possibly be serious?!” The annoying screech and it’s owner barged through the mahogany door of my office. “You can’t go in there witho-“ Alicia’s panicked voice followed. I didn’t bother looking up from the HR’s report. “What is it this time?” I drawled. I was in no mood for her drama, not usually and certainly not now. “Tell me Camila was lying.” She hissed as she slammed the door shut behind her, shutting Alicia out. “Glad to know you know your friend so well.” I gave her my usual bored look, because that was what came with her presence. It was either she was present to nag me or she had maxed out another card. “I’m serious Grayson. Why did Camila call me wailing? Accusing you of throwing her out of the house.” The audacity behind her tone. I hated it. I loved
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