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Oliver tilted his head back and quirked an eyebrow, "So, what if I've taken a liking to it now? Got a problem with that?"

George knew better than to voice any objections. Oliver's wishes were paramount. "No problem at all, Mr. Oliver. I'll get in touch with the photographer right away and make sure everything is set for your shoot."

After George stepped out, Oliver's eyes shone with an intense warmth. He picked up his phone and called Josefina. "Josie, what's tickling your fancy for lunch? I'll pick something up and bring it over." Josefina's voice came through, "I've got plans at noon, won't be at the office for lunch. Don't worry about bringing me anything."

A shadow crossed Oliver's face, and his tone filled with concern, "What's up? Anything I can help with?"

Oliver, I'm swamped with work. Gotta

soured. No one had ever been able to sway his mood before. Josefina was

back into his office. "Josie says she's swamped, George. Do you think she's really that busy, or is she just avoiding talking to

grief. Mr. Oliver could actually let a woman's words and

of her own company, and you've thrown a few collaborations her way. She's genuinely busy,

bothering

go as far as to have his own employees finish the work, leaving just the final review for her. Oliver continued, "And bump

help but envy Josefina. "Right away, I'll see to it that they put in the

stunned. "What's Mr. Oliver 's angle?

's lady.

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