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Miranda's POVI stood still, gasping at what I heard but it seemed it wasn't stopping because it took only a minute before another voice spoke. “What would happen when she finds out you don't really love her but instead, you're using her..? Would that not be a problem..?” It was a female voice.“Miranda?” Maxwell chuckled that I had goosebumps on my back. “You know, at some point I thought of it too but then, I can do all things with just a word and she'd go all soft…” He affirmed.“What word would that be?” That female voice asked again in curiosity. In truth, I was also curious even though I could tell how hot and fast my blood was boiling in rage. I also want to know the word he says that makes me go soft.“A five letter word, sorry.” I could read the sarcasm of his words, it made me even more angry. Never would I believe I fell for such an ungrateful bastard but then, I did. The female voice laughed heartily while my intestine churned.“You.. you're quite the joker..” She said in
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Miranda's POVI blinked severally but that voice, I was so sure it was Edwin but then, maybe it's just my head, displaying how pathetic I am. I laughed, making the atmosphere more tense than it already was.“You thought I would fall for it if you disguised as Edwin..? You failed, Christabel..” I said, belching afterwards. Indeed there is nothing to hide when you're in a bar, knowing fully well that nobody cares.“Miranda..!” He grumbled, clenching his fist.“Alright, alright. I had only six bottle's but it's not my fault, I promise.” my head was already down on the table with my eyes closed when I answered. I felt Christabel sigh real deep and later on, I felt a pair of hands pick me up in a bridal style. I couldn't tell how she had such muscle but I felt every one of it on my body, the warmth it brought when I'm in her hands that I had to snuggle closer for more. On the other hand, something in my head was telling me that I'm with my boss yet I wasn't ready to protest, falling deep
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Miranda's POV“Tell me you're lying right now to my face..” Christabel said with enthusiasm, I don't know why but it irked me.“You should console me that I heard that from my friend” I whispered but she laughed. Yeah, it was indeed funny to the ears that a friend of mine could do that to my face and I didn't punch the hell out of the person.“For real, you're saying Maxwell called you that and you didn't do anything?” She asked again to confirm and I nodded. Accidentally, I had spilled that I spent the night at Edwin's which led me to answer the question why. I mean, Christabel isn't someone that wouldn't ask and she's also a person I can't lie to. I'm an open book before her.“So you need to ignore it because you're ignorant about yourself by getting drunk..?” she asked again, getting at me slowly.“I'm not ignorant Christabel. I only got to hear that crap by chance..” I yelled. Angry because she just told the truth.“Oh really? You think you're not..? I told you Mira, I said that g
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Miranda's POVI didn't inform Christabel about my resume, not while she's still angry. She could rain a curse instead of a blessing. From outside our apartment, I called for a cab and soon, it came.On getting to work, I inhaled heavily, my heart thudding very fast in my body but the adrenaline was far greater. This is a new beginning, a new change should be seen. I stood outside the company, looking at the entire exterior and gaping real loud. I never had the chance to appreciate it before because I was overwhelmed to help out an ungrateful friend of mine.Stepping into the company, I went straight to Zyra's desk with a big smile. She has proven to be different from my judgment. She's not bad.“Good morning to you, Zyra,” I greeted, beaming at her.“Thank God you're here. I have almost become the personal assistant of the day. How do you do it..?” She asked, beaming beautifully back at me.“Just a little practice here and there.” I informed.“I see.. your box is back to where it belo
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Edwin's POVBack in California, the night breeze was cold compared to what I had expected. I was carrying that aura I so much dread with the file still in my hands. Rendered speechless.“I should drop you home, Boss..?” The voice of my chauffeur rang in the silenced car but I nodded in negativity.“Take me to the company,” I said, looking out through the window of the car. “There's more to be taking care of.” I mumbled. My fist clenched in a time tight ball and I felt the need to run my hand in my hair.Just how did it all get to this point..? How come I don't know..? “Miranda” I called again for the upteenth time, breathing rather impatiently by the seconds. I want to see her, to hear things from her.That lady; oh gracious goodness. I shouldn't conclude yet, she might be a different person. I hoped.“We are here,” The chauffeur informed me and I got down, following the underground garage to get to the CEO's elevator. And by the time I got to my office, Miranda was there.It looked l
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