It was another day at "The Class of Verity." Michael had resumed work as usual and was checking out some documents on his table. After checking them for a while, he picked up the telephone on his table and dialled a number. "Please, come over to my office immediately," Michael said. After a short while, his office door was pushed open, and a young woman walked in. "Good day, Sir." The woman greeted. "Good day. Can I see the charts of accounts for The Class of Verity?" Michael asked. "Of course, yes. I'll be with you shortly," the young woman said, as she walked out of Michael's office. Within a short while, the door of the office was pushed open again, as the woman walked in with a book in her hands. "Thank you," Michael said as he collected the book from her hand. Then he gestured with his right hand for her to leave. As soon as the woman left, he had his phone rang, so he picked it up. "Yes, I'll be with you shortly," Michael said as he hung up the phone. He tried to rush in to che
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