DORIS
The HR lady led me to the top of the building and into a fancy corner office with floor-to-ceiling windows. There were impressive views of New York City on both sides.
There was a big executive chair, but the back was to me, and I couldn't see who was in it.
“Arthur?” I asked quietly.
He turned around with a big Cheshire grin on his face.
“Surprise!”
I gasped. “What are you doing here?”
He opened his arms wide to gesture that this was his office.
“You’re the boss of Heritage Properties?”
“And the owner of BelleBelle Luxury Boutique, and the CEO of AmeriCapital.”
My mouth fell open in shock. “Is this some kind of joke?”
His expression softened. “No joke, Doris.”
I couldn’t believe it. Yet he looked like he was telling me the truth.
“Wh-Why didn’t you tell me before?”
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