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Zanaya's POV   "Boss..." I muttered as I looked at our CEO guiltily. He was sitting in his swivel chair as his head hung low while reviewing the papers on his table.   I was sitting on the chair on the corner in his office as he had called for me earlier this morning.   It has been an hour but he's still not talking and the silence had been killing me.   Of course, I knew the reason.   Last night, Seth accidentally pushed the old man with me thinking that I was in danger. He was actually about to punch the poor guy if I wasn't able to wrap my arms around him and stop him from doing so.   I was shocked when I saw him rushing towards me, his face really worried but mad at the same time.   It was actually my fault, to begin with. He had probably heard me asking for help.   The

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