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I have no idea who this is but when I saw his face I was like, this is so Richard Clarke. On with the story!

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~Julia Carter~


"Tommy where are you?" I angrily whispered into the phone.

"I'll be there soon okay? I'm just stuck here with one of my clients." He sharply replied.

"Tommy?"

"Yes, Julia?"

"Did you offer my house cleaning services?"

"He lives in a mansion, I'm pretty sure he has a live-in house keeper."

"Tommy, at least try this time. You know I need the money!" I desperately cried into the phone earning a few annoyed stares from the people around me.

"Alright, alright I will ask."

"Thank you." I replied lovingly.

"Welcome."

A sound indicating that he ended the call went off and I slouched in my seat. Since he isn't coming there is no sense in me waiting. I paid for a meal to go from the restaurant is was in an left.

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~Richard Clarke~

It's 11:00 p.m.

I have been in this office for five hours trying to buy my ninth house. This guy, Tommy Ricardo, better be glad this mansion is beautiful. If not I would have been gone a long time ago.

"Mr. Clarke?" My head snapped up at the mention of my name.

"If you would just sign here then the house is all yours, and you'll never have to see me again." He told me while pointing at a red x on the paper in front of me. I swiftly put my signature on the line next to the x.

"Here are the keys. You can go now."

"Thanks." I got up and started walking towards the door.

"Wait!" He called out before I could leave.

"Yes?" I questioned trying to hide the irritation in my voice.

"If you need a housekeeper for your new house I would recommend this woman." He pulled out a business card and handed it to me.

"Thanks." I put the card in my pocket and finally left.

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**Even after editing this it still sucks**

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