The next day was the same. Meer woke him up at five thirty, he went running, came home to have breakfast made and coffee ready and clothes laid out for him. He went to work, called Meer three times just to talk, and accomplished more in his morning than he had the whole previous day. Bosy didn’t pay Meer a visit, and Ken was able to rest easier and concentrate.
It wasn’t until he was home, eating another fabulously home-cooked meal, that he realized something: Meer wore the same pants and same tank top that he had on the first day.
Ken called his secretary’s personal cell. “Yoona? Sorry to bug you at home, but I need you to do me a favor tomorrow.”
“Anything, Ken.”
“Tr
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