025: How much can you give?

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~~PEYTON~~ I stare at my reflection with a nervous flutter in my stomach. "Well, this is it," I mumble, adjusting the knot of my silk blouse. I still can't quite believe how my life has turned around. Selling that Lambo felt like a punch to the gut, but the money—enough to make me choke just thinking about it—saved my dad. And Axel, bless his heart, made sure I could make it up to myself with a new job, even if my new ride makes me chuckle every time I look at it. It's a far cry from a Lambo, but it gets the job done. Now, I'm in a full-blown corporate suit. Suits! I, who practically lives in jeans and T-shirts. But if I want back into the corporate world, especially as a personal assistant for a casino company, I know I have to look the part. I give my tie one last tug, making sure

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