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Damien woke up early and prepared himself to work. If Andy succeeded in avoiding him these past days and weekends, she wouldn't be able to at the office. He left the mansion at peace after getting a goodnight's sleep since he slept on his bed, not on the couch. For days, he had to endure sleeping on it since Jastin took over his bed. He grabbed the receiver in his office soon as the work time clocked in. He dialed his secretary's office phone. It took time for someone to answer it. Picking up the phone receiver, "Charlene, please send Ms. Paxton to my office now," he demanded. "Oh, Boss. Andy won't be coming this morning. I just called HR about it; she wasn't feeling well," Charlene said on the other line. Damien's brows knitted together. "Is she okay?" he asked worr