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A Benchmark for Decisions
The entire set went quiet, and I felt Gray's thumb run over the back of my hand, while his eyes focused solely on the assistant and the dumbstruck interviewer. The assistant cleared his throat and gave a rather tight, strained smile. "Sir. We do not have to resort to this. We can grab a quick bite, and also, I will bring someone else to replace Miss Victoria and..." Gray ran a hand down his chin, his eyes thin as if he was thinking of it. I could see Victoria's resolve breaking, but something about her seemed rather off. We didn't even know each other. Why would she blatantly try to disrespect me on set just for... I don't know what? How was she expecting this to end? She had absolutely no reason. Maybe to seduce Gray, but... why would she blow up her entire career on the one per cent c
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