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    “There will definitely be many job openings. As long as I perform well, I can secure a sales position,” Sylvie muttered, her determination building as she read thetest announcements on thepany’s website.


    “Food’s ready, Sylvie!” one of the kitchen staff called out.


    Slipping her phone into her pocket, Sylvie hurried over. “Coming.”


    The truth was, her waitress gig barely covered the essentials. After rent, there were only a couple of thousand dors left, not nearly enough for both her and her mother to live on.


    She needed a job that paid better.


    As Brenna prepared to leave, Sylvie approached with a small souvenir from the restaurant and handed it to Patrick. “This is for you.”


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    Ellie was a little over seven months pregnant, and getting around had be harder for her with each passing week. That was why Brenna went with her to shop for baby supplies. They filled their cart with nkets, diapers, tiny clothes, and everything else a newborn could possibly need. They also bought cribs and strollers.


    They didn’t stop at just one crib. They bought three: one for the downstairs living room, another for the upstairs bedroom, and one more for Ellie’s studio, in case she ever had to bring the baby there.


    When it came to strollers, they went overboard as well. Big ones, small ones—every one that seemed useful found its way into their pile.


    Before heading home, they tossed in a couple of toys for Patrick, too. The three of them spent the whole afternoon shopping. By the time they were done, Ellie was exhausted.


    “All set now. We’ve got everything we need,” Ellie said.


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    “If you can’t get outter and need something, just tell me. I’ll pick it up for you,” Brenna said. She helped Ellie into the car, then drove her and Patrick home.


    By seven o’clock in the evening, Brenna arrived at the Imperial Bar.


    Mack had been spending his evenings heretely.


    The ce was one of Ethan’s businesses, a high-end spot where even the cheapest drink cost about a thousand dors.


    Naturally, it drew in Shirie’s wealthy and powerful.


    Mack was a recent addition to the scene. He strolled in wearing a loud floral shirt, no tie, and the top three buttons undone, showing off his chest. He had even put on foundation to hide the dark circles under his eyes and make himself appear less tired.


    The ce was filled with wealthy women out for a good time.


    Mack, pleased with his appearance, felt sure one of them would take a liking to him.


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