Chapter 21
Author: T.K
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On her feet were clear heels, and you could see her manicured legs. She had no single blemish on her skin. In her hands was an expensive notepad.

“What's on the agenda for today?" Ethan inquired, glancing between Rachel and the old man.

“Shall we?” Rachel gestured towards the elevator while tapping furiously on the notepad. Once inside the elevator and seemingly away from prying ears, Rachel met the old man's gaze with a forced smile.

"Sir, you have nothing important today.” To Ethan, she continued. “All schedules have been shifted to next week because of you, Master Ethan."

She spoke so fast that Ethan thought he was imagining her mouth move.

Ethan felt a knot form in his stomach as he processed her words. Why would they shift the schedules because of him?

"We just have the company tour and dinner tonight," Rachel continued, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Dinner?" The old man's brow furrowed in annoyance. "I thought it was shifted by two weeks."

Rachel nodded, her nerves visibl
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