Chapter 11 Camellia POV

Clara Joel 1.1k words

I pulled my hair back and packed it neatly as I walked past the front door into the lobby, glancing briefly at the watch on my wrist to make sure I wasn’t late.

“Morning, Miss Stewart,” the receptionist greeted.

I returned the greeting with a small smile before stepping into the elevator.

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