A Very Bad One

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SCARLETT. Thinking about the time I spent with my mother gave me nothing but a terrible headache and as Finn drove us back to the penthouse, I decided to rest my head for a bit and maybe stop thinking of all the terrible things that were happening to me. "So we are not driving back to the office, are we?" Finn asked from the front seat. I shook my head weakly. "Finn, I do not have the strength to go back in there and look at the faces of my employees. I might just break down into tears and I do not want them seeing me that way," Before he twisted his neck to look at me, I said. "And please, don't look back. Just drive, okay?" He nodded and continued driving. As soon as we got home, he cruised in through the gates and parked properly before killing the engine. He sighed and turned b

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