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"President Grayson, let me join you for lunch." Ubba picked up his lunchbox and walked over to Xavier Grayson.

Xavier Grayson pulled a long face and dropped a cold sentence. "Eat by yourself."

"..."

Left standing in the dust with an innocent look, Ubba watched blankly as the president strode away.

What on earth did I do wrong this time?

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