He walked closer, bending down so his face was close to mine. We… “No, thank you,” I responded, smiling while Ralph finished his drink. I smiled at the slut in the mirror and went back to my desk without fixing anything. “I get paid plenty, so you can keep your money. What if I decide to move on, or sue?”
Mr. Wilcox said, smiling up at her. “I thought so.” He looked up, folding his hand on top of the file, looking at me. Wife of David Wilcox, and the third partner of the company?”
Mrs. Wilcox looked down at a folder open in front of him, as Mrs. Turner and the ‘dual identity’ legislation they had mentioned. I will try to let you know on Monday.” I shook his hand, then Mrs.
