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Randall POV

“Mr. Adams!”

My secretary kept up with me as I walked quickly. I didn’t pause and went on my way to my workplace. I sat down and just stared at her, waiting for her to say anything.

“Mr. Adams,” she said. “Miss Charlotte inquires whether she may speak with you later. She informed me she will wait for you at your and Mrs. Adams’s home.” As she stated that