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After only one week at Carter Enterprises, I had become the most talked about person in the city. Mr. Richards had informed me that someone in the building had gone to the press to inform them of my recent employment. They had even brought pictures that were secretly taken of me around the office doing simple things like making copies of papers at the copy machine. Noah. Was. Livid. As soon as one of the local tabloids printed the pictures and stupid little, POINTLESS story about my new job and the fact that I was working for my fiance- Noah was quickly meeting with the owner of the publisher. Of course he couldn't take back the copies that had already sold but all of the ones that had not were immediately removed from shelves. And then the fact that Noah did what he did made