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The interview is done, thank fucking heavens it's done. I don't know if I'll be able to concentrate anymore if I was still interviewing that woman. Mrs. Claire Jourden.
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There was a sudden knock along with a voice "Mister Bentley, you have a meeting with your doctor via phone call at two o'clock." I recognized the voice, it was my assistant; Stephanie Morgen. Not to mention her and I had some history, but that was few years ago and it's long gone. "Okay, thanks Miss Morgen. Also contact me if any reports for incoming message from Mister Harris for the  business meeting deal.'' I say as I was sorting and sending emails. "Yes, sir." I hear her say and I can hear her heels clank from the floor as I hear her walk away from the distance. Running my hand through my hair I also check the clock. Fuck it's eleven-thirty. I stand up and grabbing my jacket putting it on before heading out my office door. "Mister Bentley," I hear my driver Casey begin to say as he opens the passenger driver side door as quickly as possible. Casey has been my driver for four years, despite he's young, brod, handsome fellow with the nice dirty blonde hair and good figure, hell he could've been a model yet here he is as my driver instead. Overall he's twenty-two years old. He is a Damn good driver. Exspecially how I have two other drivers, I consider him the best. "Same place as yesterday sir?" He finishes after shutting my door and getting into the driver's side. Placing my sunglasses on I shake my head. "No Casey, today I'm gonna visit my mother today. I've got some time before my doctor phone call appointment." I notice his nod with his response. "Yes, sir." It wasn't long till I hear the start up of the car and we were on our way.

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