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Marie Claire
DramaQueen*Thank you, Janette
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The dull shade of dark brown hadn't looked more interesting to her, engaging enough to take her attention, such that even when the limousine came to a halt, she wasn't immediately aware of it. Clara's concentration was however returned to her physical environment when her eyes observed the door opening, followed by the chauffer and guards moving out of the limo. She looked out the window then, her forehead furrowing in confusion as she realised that they weren't anywhere near her building. Had they informed her of a change of plans when she was deeply immersed in her thoughts? She got her answer soon afterwards when Ursula, the last person in the vehicle with her tapped her earplug and then turned to Clara. "The boss is here." "Boss...Andre... Quinn?" She had to be sure because they were parked by the side of the road a good distance from her house. Was he do much in a hurry that he hadn't even waited for her to get there? Or had something else happened? "Yes ma'am." That was a
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