Chapter 57

Alana smiled faintly. “Wear whatever you want. As long as you're happy.”

“True.”

Carla chuckled, patted Alana’s shoulder, then returned to her seat to enjoy her breakfast.

Alana sat down at her desk, booted up her computer, and began processing the data and files on her screen.

“Holy crap!”

“Everyon...

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