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The Art of Fine Dining!
* Claire's POV * "I am not a violent person. I am not a violent person." Over and over again, I chant that same mantra in my head as I try to stay calm. If I wasn't so afraid of the law, then I would have made Andrea's life a living hell for what she had just done to me. If I wasn't so concerned about losing my job, then I would have considered throwing her out the window and watching her fall to the street below. But I didn't do any of that. Instead, I made my way back to my desk and sat without another glance in her direction. I could almost feel her smirking, knowing that she had caused just a little bit of chaos in my name. William wouldn't care that I didn't know about Janine. He wouldn't even care that it was only my second day in the office. All he would care about was the fact
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