The Broken Girl Meets Mr. CEO

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"What is your name?" I asked her while she stands there like an idiot who didn't know how to speak.

"Ugh...It's Kendra. Kendra Peterson."

I raised my eyebrows at her in question, "And do you care to explain why you just stole from me?"

She stares at me speechless, not saying a word. Her face held a blank expression. I really don't have time for this shit with this mute women who doesn't know how to speak but had the nerve to steal from me.

"No" she simply answered after a while of silence.

"No?" I questioned and scanned my eyes over the women standing in front of me. She deffiently didn't look wealthy at all with her ripped pair of jeans and plain white shirt. Her apron is still tied around her waist.

"Yeah, I don't care to explain why I did it. You can call the police or do whatever but I dont care to explain why to you what so ever." She stated with certainty.

"Do you know who I am?" I asked her getting a little pissed with her attitude when she was the one who stole from me.

"No clue but I can tell you're rich as hell and a cocky bastard if you wanted my whole opinion."

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