The CEO's Ghost
The air in the 64th floor of the Sterling Tower was filtered to a clinical purity, smelling of ozone and expensive cologne. Julian sat in the oversized leather chair, his feet barely touching the floor. He was wearing a suit that cost more than his father's house, but inside, he was still the same terrified boy who had been fired three hours ago. He had one hour left before security escorted...
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