Wedding eve

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****Natalie's POV****

Avoiding Maurice since the event at the beach was successful until today. It was the eve of my wedding and despite badly wanting to avoid the office, I needed to clear an important document on my desk.

The building the Fidell's had offered us were sparsely furnished with smart technology like theirs, bigger and better than the former company. As I worked on my document briskly, I heard the low level staffs discussing in low tunes.

“This office is way bigger than the one we earlier worked from! Should we be happy the fire had razed the former office instead?" A staff jocularly asked and the others roared out laughing.

I knew it came from Judas, the stout long haired messenger. He had worked in Venus Group for straight five years. Why would he say that to his colleagues? No wonder he was named Judas!.

The masses had expressed their surprise on how we were able to bounce back in a couple of days. What was there to hide? My dad attended a few interviews and th