Chapter7

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Jamey “The bet is off, I want her fired, I want her gone, in fact, I want her arrested for assault and battery,” I said, my hands shaking. My jaw clenched and unclenched on its own. I was fuming, visibly turning red. To make things worse, my stupid best friend is laughing his ass off “I love that girl. She actually slapped you right across your face, bro. I wish I were there. Why were you even snooping around her desk anyway?” He was laughing so hard he started to tear up “I don’t see what is so f*****g funny, Omar. This is my building and technically my office as well. I just gave her a little space. I can choose to snoop wherever and whenever I want. And it's not even snooping if you own everything. The bet is off. I want nothing to do with her. She’s psychotic.” I truly believed she

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