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Chapter 89: The Welcome Meeting
Author: Enigma Stone
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“I wonder which lucky man will end up with someone as wealthy, beautiful, and kind as Miss Heidi,” the shop assistant said with a wistful sigh.

“Well, it certainly won’t be you, so you can stop dreaming,” Mr. Barrett teased, unable to resist a good-natured jab. “Didn’t you see how she looked just now? It was written all over her face that her heart belongs to someone already.”

The shop assistant sighed dramatically. “Ah, Mr. Barrett, you should get back to your work. I’ll manage here by myself,” he said, his tone filled with a playful sense of defeat.

Chuckling, Mr. Barrett shook his head and headed back to the storage area, leaving the young assistant to his daydreams at the front desk.

Meanwhile, after nearly two hours of paperwork and running around, Joseph and Brady Rogers had finally completed Joseph’s onboarding process. With only a few minutes left before 4:30, they were now on their way to the conference room.

“That was close, Mr. Wilson. We almost didn’t finish everything bef
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