Chapter 70 THE NEW NORMAL, CARLOS THE CACTUS, AND THE DANGER OF CALLING HIM "BOSS"

The VIP elevator rode up to the fifteenth floor with a smoothness that, this time, didn't churn my stomach out of nerves, but out of pure, absolute anticipation.

Ding.

The metal doors slid open with their usual hiss. Hssssss.

I stepped out. I was wearing fuchsia dress pants and a pristine white b...

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