<span style="font-family:Spectral">Marcus' offer to pay for a designer dress was enticing, but he'd already done so much for her, it was hardly a surprise anymore. Hatice was eager to feel like an independent woman and that started off with buying her own gala dress, preferably a dark color. Hatice set her coffee mug down and took a glance at the Chamber's Sale.<br/>
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The meditteranean-style home Victor had been hoping to buy below the asking price was more than anyone could ask for; a round about driveway with a fountain, a pool, and view of the ocean- he was crazy for thinking he could get it any lower. Prices on the market were extremely competitive on the high end- if Victor's wife, Chloe, she recalled, wanted the house as badly as she wanted Victor, Hattie would rocket that price up more than 850k.<br/>
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"If you keep spoiling me like this Marcus, I'll have a bounty on my head," she joked and took another sip of her coffee. "I'll go with you for myself, but I'm buying my own dress this time, end of discussion." She licked her lips and grabbed Chamber's Sale folder. Victor was around her age, a bit older, but had a nice budget range, and a wife. The opportunity to exploit their finances and make a big sell sent a rush of adrenaline through her body. Hatice knew exactly how she would handle this.<br/>
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"As for Chambers, I'll be back with results in no time. The man's got a wife, I know who I'm dealing with."<br/>
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Hatice placed Andrew's resume back in her own folder. She wasn't positive Mr. Wilson had the guts to work underneath a man like Marcus but he showed promise; perhaps a face-to-face interview and some questionable tactics would help her truly gauge his worthiness. Hatice flipped her hair to one side and drank the rest of her coffee. She stood up, ready to start her big task of the day. <br/>
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"I'll gladly take your porsche for a little ride and meet up with Victor in the meantime. Is there anything else you need me to do before I head out, sir?"</span>