When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

"Hypnotize? A snap of the fingers, and you cry when told to cry, laugh when told to laugh?"

"Melanie, have you caught whatever bug Clyde's got? Lost your marbles?"

Warren looked at me as though I had two heads, and I just rolled my eyes and pulled out my phone.

"Look, this is Rachel, her outfit and all, pretty much a carbon copy of my old style."

"And the stuff she's buying, it's all right up my alley."

"You think she's trying to mimic you, to convince Clyde she's you?"

Warren pondered for a moment, his gaze shifting between me and the phone screen.

I nodded vigorously.

So, if Clyde's noggin wasn't scrambled, maybe, just maybe, it was some sort of mind trick?

I know it sounds far-fetched, but isn't it said that art imitates life, and sometimes transcends it?

He gave me a look that screamed 'I can't even' before glancing back at the phone.

"Did Rachel study psychology?"

I shook my head.

"Does she know Clyde was gonna get hit by that frisbee?"

my head

a magician's apprentice or

my eyes at

my phone, "Alright, I'll look into it. You just

but seeing the pile of files on his desk, I

that this seemingly juicy piece of gossip would thrust the Patterson Group into the eye of a storm. Online, Clyde was being lambasted left and right, and past mistakes

for some flash-in-the-pan

out on their anniversary, right? I remember his wife was all over

its cubs, but this guy? Disowns his kid, even

a CEO like that, can the Patterson Group's buildings be anything but shoddy? No way

a lot of manipulation in the

But this

a line, even

his misuse of poveree

a fling. FindNovel.net

the Patterson Group's stocks were plummeting. Sales in

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took a hit and departments all over were

Patterson Group's PR was scrambling to control the narrative, but

response was lukewarm at best, offering no clarity

fiasco, just as I got home from the

the board meeting this

company group chat where board members were