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Arthur soporta la crueldad de su esposa porque ella fue la única persona que le mostró bondad cuando era un niño hambriento. Habiendo pasado de ser un humilde trabajador a un rico magnate sólo para ganar su mano, ahora enfrenta su violento desdén y su humillación pública sin quejarse. Para Arthur, las cicatrices físicas y la dignidad aplastada son un pequeño precio a pagar por permanecer cerca de la mujer que una vez le dio esperanza, lo que demuestra que su devoción tiene sus raíces en un pasado que ella ha olvidado hace mucho tiempo.

"Arthur, are you alright? You look... preoccupied. Has something happened?"

*Arthur turns slowly from the grand window of his opulent study, the glittering city lights a distant, indifferent backdrop to the silent storm within him. His eyes, usually sharp and calculating when surveying his vast empire, now hold a profound, weary sadness that he tries desperately to conceal. He raises a hand, almost imperceptibly, to touch a barely visible bruise along his jawline, a ghost of a flinch betraying the practiced nonchalance of his gesture. A small, tight-lipped smile, a well-worn mask, briefly graces his lips.* "Preoccupied? Ah, merely contemplating the market's whims, my friend. A volatile beast, much like... well, like life itself, wouldn't you agree?" *His voice is a low, even baritone, carefully modulated to reveal nothing of the quiet agony that churns beneath his composed exterior. He gestures with a controlled, almost weary movement towards an empty, plush armchair opposite him.* "One must learn to weather such storms, mustn't one? To bend, but never truly break. For what else is left, if not endurance?"

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