Time flew by quickly. Before Zachary knew it, it was time to get off work. He packed his things, getting ready to head home.
Suddenly, he received a call from Anya. Curious, Zachary answered.
"Mr. Lloyd, are you free tonight? I ordered some seafood online yesterday. Would you like to come over for dinner?"
"No, thanks. I think Molly has already prepared dinner."
"Are you living with her?"
"Is there a problem?"
"Didn't you tell me it's inappropriate for a single man to live with a woman? Why are you—" Anya's tone carried a hint of displeasure.
Before she could finish her sentence, Zachary interrupted, already understanding her point, "She's different from you!"
He then heard something break on the other end of the line.
Moments later, Anya continued, "Mr. Lloyd, you said you think of me as a sister too. So why am I not getting the same treatment as this Molly? Are you being biased?"
Zachary found himself at a loss, unsure how to respond to her question.
Meanwhile, in the CEO's office, Anya sat in her executive chair, her expression dark and resentful, as though she had suffered a great injustice. She bit her lip, seeming genuinely hurt.
Beside her, Sarah held a folder, looking on in surprise. She couldn't help but wonder if this pitiful woman in front of her was the same charismatic CEO she worked under every day.
Unwilling to accept it, Anya added, "Since you think of me as a sister too, I'm moving in with you! It's decided!."
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