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I held two tickets to an event to an amusement event and sighed when I remembered the words of Uncle Bob.

“Leslie!” Bob shouted from the door of our office loudly.

“Am I in trouble?” I whispered to Jace, who looked at Bob and shrugged.

“He seems excited.” Jace whispered before I heard my name over a megaphone this time.

“Leslie Campbell!” Uncle Bob shouted as I stood up. “Outside! Now!” He screamed as everyone covered their ears before his secretary snatched the megaphone and glared at Bob.

“Sir, I would appreciate it if you acted appropriately.” Sawyer, his calm and cold secretary, said as Bob smiled and tapped his shoulders.

“Sorry love. Leslie now.” Uncle Bob said as I followed suit immediately with Sawyer maintaining a distance that gave us enough privacy.

“Is there anything I can do for you, sir?” Before Uncle Bob placed his hand inside his suit, I asked, and he ha