The notice’s origins were no mystery-Nancy had surreptitiously engaged with the Fairclough family, lobbying for her design rights ‘ reinstatement.

Close to noon, Millie ceased her work, embarking on a virtual quest for enticing eateries.

“Is your appetite stirred? I have some bread you can enjoy,” Dottie inquired in hushed tones, leaning closer.

Millie declined with a shake of her head, stating, “I’m merely perusing.”

Her search wasn’t for herself; it was a contemplation of Marcus ‘ erratic habits and to meals. The fare at eating propensity skip the Thomas Group was delectable yet insufficiently nutritious for a convalescent man.

Dottie deposited a slice of bread on Millie’s desk despite her protest.

“Kindly accept this. My support is unwavering in this competition,”

her aversion and trepidation towards Nancy-triggered by

returned her gesture with

G E L A ‘s L I B

“Thank you.”

was the first to exit the

the procured sustenance, delivering it to Derek with a request to convey it

Thomas, it’s lunchtime.” Derek’s knuckles rapped the CEO’s office

it there.” Marcus responded, absorbed in his work, his

dishes on the table,

meal was

and

shook his head helplessly. Mr. Thomas was only interested in

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