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101|Like The Fucking Mafia
"Did you miss me?" Liam asked.
"Only like one percent," Eden mumbled absently.
Her attention was now on the envelope, her eyes shining with joy as she stared at it in wonder like it was a golden ticket to Willy Wonka's chocolate factory. Well, in the fashion world, it most certainly was.
When Lydia showed off her ticket weeks ago, Eden was insanely envious of her. Since she's now a mom, there are things she had learned she would have to slowly let go of, like attending late-night events.
But now, because of a work commitment, she'd get a front-row seat to the best fashion in the country before the general public saw it.
Eden was so thrilled she wanted to shout with joy and break into a happy dance.
If she wasn't in the CEO's office, she would have.
But—
She turned to Liam, suspicion clouding her eyes again.
Why was she going as his date when he had Clara?
"Shouldn't you take Clara or one of the senior as
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