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Ocean corporation offices were of architectural aesthetic, elegant but intimidating, beyond the reach of those who dreamed of such a place but lacked qualifications—a structure that stood tall demanding the respect it deserves. Imani imagined anyone working here was perhaps on top of their class. The inside was cold yet warm. Imani didn't know how to describe the feeling of the offices, the silence, except for the clicking of laptop keyboards filled her with anxiousness.
Approaching the front office receptionist, Imani sighed silently, fighting the urge to clasp her fingers together. The receptionist looked up when she stood in front of her, smiling courteously.
“May I help you?” although she was polite, she couldn't hide the curiosity in h
