“So, he’s not gonna pick up the phone, huh? Fine.” Dorothy thought.

[Okay then, no worries. You do you.] Dorothy typed out the message on WhatsApp and slid her phone back into her purse.

The cab pulled up to the towering glass facade of Lopez Corporation, and Dorothy strode through the revolving doors. She rode the elevator up to the fourth-floor offices, where her project team was based.

Just her luck, as soon as she stepped out, there she was—Ophelia—looking like trouble with a capital T.

Dorothy really wanted to avoid any , but she kept her cool and walked toward her office in her clicking heels.

confident stride, her irritation growing by

the office discussing business with a business partner, and

pausing and

have no clue what you're saying." "Oh, please! Drop the act. It's so obvious what you're after. If it's not Austin, who else here could possibly meet your high standards?" Ophelia rolled her eyes and spat on the floor in disgust. "Pathetic! Going after married men, you're really something..." Smack! It was a loud, resounding slap that Dorothy delivered without a moment's

wouldn't 1? Ophelia, I've been lenient with you because Austin asked me

the Lopez Corporation; you should be trying not to waste

this—Project Team Four’s Ms. Sanchez is a violent thug! She gets parachuted into a cushy job, and now she thinks she can walk

for me to hit you, feel free to call the cops.” "You

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