“Then I guess you have some knowledge to share with me, then?" Annie offered, looking into his now bulging eyes.
Mike stared at her for a while, wondering what had come over her. Did she have some form of backing he knew nothing of? It was then he noticed the small smile Annie was trying to keep out of her face. He understood then that she was only working at getting him angry. He sighed inwardly. His daughter had a lot to learn about showing her hands in a card game.
“No, none. This meeting is over. The deal still stands, Annie. Good luck with running Clazzy."
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Scott stood on a balcony that sat atop the door which lead into the ball. The first thing he noticed when his eyes saw the insides of the hall was the colour that was glaring at him. Purple.
Girly, he thought. But he liked
