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... mont stormed out, her golden-brown skin flushed with anger. Her crisp white suit, adorned with intricate gold embroidery, stood in stark contrast to the dull, conservative attire of the men she left behind. The clicking of her heels echoed through the marble hallway, a staccato rhythm punctuating her fury.
"Miss Beaumont! Please, wait!" an elderly voice called out behind her.
Cassandra halted, her shoulders tense. She turned, fixing her piercing gaze on Reginald Hawthorne, the ol ...
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