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Rosie was working in her office, she still needed to check a few things before the day was exhausted, but she was already tired.

She was deep in work when her telephone rang, she picked it up and placed it against her ear.

"Miss Rosie, there is a man here to see you." Her assistant said.

"Who is he?"

"He won't say."

Rosie frowned, who was this problematic individual that had come to see her today?

She sighed and brushed her hand through her hair.

"Let him in, whoever he is."

She dropped the call and went back to working on her laptop.

The door opened and her assistant walked in with this mysterious man.

She was too busy to look at who it was, she only greeted.

"Please have a seat." She gestured in front of her.

She asked her assistant to go too and she rounded up what she was doing on her laptop.

Suddenly a familiar scent hit her nose, causing her to stop as if she was suddenly struck with lightning.

It was such a nostalgic scent that it unlocked a memory that she had lo

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