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“What are you doing here?” she asked irritatedly. “Where were you? It’s nearly 9:30,” he asked angrily. “It’s none of your business, Xavion. Move now. I have assignments to finish,” she said, trying to reach her door. Xavion blocked her path. “You are my business. You are my everything. I will only move away if you tell me where you were,” he said stubbornly, and Juliette sighed. He was stubborn, and she knew it. “I’ve joined work as a part-time trainee assistant to a CEO in an architectural firm,” she said, tiredly. “Which firm?” he asked, his eyes very serious. “F. R. Architecture and Designs,” she answered, in a bored tone. “You’ve joined Felix?” he asked, with his eyebrows reaching his hairline in surprise. “Yeah. How do you know him?” she asked curiously. “He worked for