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Chapter 42 Vivianne Sinclair THIS IS YOUR FAULT, VIVIANNE! YOU RUINED NOAH'S CAREER. I stared at my phone, the text Bailey sent to me was still glaring back at me. Even though it was just for a slight second, I felt guilt wash over me. I almost blamed myself for everything, but fuck it! I wasn't the guilty one. Mr. Boulevard is. I know what game Bailey is trying to play. She wants to guilt trip me… I won't accept that. My eyes were still glued to my phone when a gentle single knock came on the door. I lifted my gaze... Mark. He stood by the doorway, hands crossed in front of him, eyes on me, a smirk curling his lips. I rolled my eyes mentally. I'm not about to deal with him, am I? “Looks like someone is sad her little puppy isn't here…” His annoying voice tore through my office with a light chuckle. I stayed silent, barely giving him my attention… He wasn't worth it. “Wanted to deal with that bastard myself… too bad his dad already handled him for me…” he hovered over me. I stood to