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(Faith's P.O.V.) The commotion between me and Daisy spread like wild fire to the entire company. They already had their lips moving when they saw me arrive at the building. Even the guard couldn't take her eyes off me. It's as if they wanted to ask me something, but couldn't. For all I know, they just want to know what made me do the move first. You see. I'm not as angelic as they thought I am. I disrespect people who disrespect me. That b*tch is not an exception. "Oh my gosh..." Frances said, joining me as I walk through the corridor as the other workers stare at me. "So, this is what it feels like to have all the attention. I mean, technically, I don't have the attention. You do. But walking next to you is jus—" I cut her off before she could continue what she was saying. "Frances,