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“Freaking witch,” Charlene mumbled before turning around. She was about to sit when Charlene heard a disturbance outside. Mainly inside Max's office. "s**t!" Worried that she was, she went out of her office and dashed towards Max’s room. Panicky standing at his door, there she found Max hugging Ana away as she was screaming profanity at Cora, who was sitting and slumping on the floor, crying and looking pale, “You wh*re! what are you doing with my boyfriend!?” And screamed at Cora. Cora was non-stop crying, so Charlene quickly aided her. Her long blonde hair was a mess. It looked like Ana did some cat-fighting with her. Charlene helped Cora to stand up as she fixed the young lady’s dress. She found some scratches on her neck and arms. “F*ck,” Ch