82 - Oliver Taylor

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“What is it?” Christan rarely calls me. Normally, he would just show up at my place with the kids, or his assistant would send the kids over when he needs someone to look after them, or when there’s something to celebrate. “Lee came to talk. Do you know what she’s doing?” He explained with an audible sigh. “She went to your place? What did you talk about?” I asked, suddenly at a loss. “She came to my office. She asked me quite a lot of questions. She only vaguely stated that she’s trying to figure out who’s after your company? What did she mean?” “Why would she come to you? We’re having problems at the company, but we’re able to resolve them these last few months.” “If it’s one after another, it should be considered alarming.” I sighed. The thing is, I don’t want to be alarmed. I don

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