Reluctant Lunch Date

While the car window unwound, Marcus said in a respectful tone, “Ms. Thorne, Mr. Vance sent me to fetch you.”

What a stalker.

“I told him that I’m not going!” I was starting to get annoyed.

“Mr. Vance sent me to fetch you,” Marcus repeated sternly.

At that moment, I became upset and explained, “Alright, I know. I will head there myself, okay?”

“Let me send you.”

What in the world...

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