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Even when he was bickering with him.

“Chloe? You’re hesitating. Do I need to come up there and set that swine straight?”

“No, no!” I said hurriedly. “I was just distracted by a cat outside.”

“Are you sure? I know when you’re lying to me.”

“Your Grace, please, as if I could lie to you.” I was absolutely lying. “It’s going much better than I thought it would. Mr Black is surprisingly considerate, if a little domestically useless.”

The duke chuckled. “I suspect that won’t be the case by the time you return from your trip.”

“He’s getting used to doing the dishes,” I said with a small laugh of my own. “So, progress is being made.”

“Good. Will you tell him to call me later? He won’t pick up when I try him.”

“Of course.” I opened the fridge and pulled out the carton of orange juice with my name written on it.

I had no choice but to do that becausesomeonehad a habit of drinking from the carton.

Spoiler: I was not that someone.

“Thank you. I won’t bother you any longer, dear,” he said. “I’ll let you get back to work.”

I smiled as I poured a glass of juice. “I’ll speak to you soon, then.”

We said our goodbyes and I hung up, putting the carton back in the fridge door. The phone call was largely pointless, as most of his were, but I’d long grown used to them since he’d retired.

He was having trouble letting go of the office.

I carried my juice back into the office where Theodore was in the middle of the video call. He didn’t so much as glance in my direction as I took a seat behind my desk and my shiny new computer screen.

I stretched my arms out in front of me as the company messenger box popped up in the corner.

Theodore:What did he want?

Me:He wanted to make sure you were being nice to me.

Theodore:I think he should be concerned about it the other way around.

Me:You should focus on your meeting, sir.

Theodore:No need. They’re arguing over something I’m going to veto anyway.

I wasn’t sure that was a reason not to focus on the meeting, but he was the boss, so who was I to argue?

Theodore:I’m hungry.

Me:Unfortunately, it’s not time for me to get off work yet.

Theodore:…

Theodore:Have you finished your work?

Me:Mostly.

Theodore:Mostly is good enough. You can finish up tomorrow.

Me:Sir, it’s Saturday tomorrow.

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