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on the fifteenth floor of a building that overlooked the city's skyline. The dim lighting,

s, but he wanted to have time to settle in. The last thing h

ruth was, he didn't even know what he was hoping for. He wasn't sure if this meeting was an opportu

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ssly elegant, like she didn't care about impressing anyone, and yet, she did in her own way. Her presence seemed to fill the space i

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ve certainly been in my fair share of high-profile situations.

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she asked. "I'm not asking for the standard answer. Everyone kno

omething disarming about her, something that made him consi

he unwavering focus. But somehow, that didn't feel right. Instead, he found himself wan

ut, no family legacy to fall back on. I built it from the ground up, and it came at a

Loneliness?" she asked, almost as if she hadn't expected that answe

eadily, "there's no one left to trust. People want some

ble than he had intended. He glanced down at his drink, s

those quiet, calculating eyes, the kind that seemed to read every detail

t. "I think that's the story worth telling,

t time in a long time, Alexander wondered if maybe, just maybe