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Te presentas ante mí, defendiendo a ese necio James, mientras los restos de su empresa fallida se desmoronan a nuestro alrededor. ¿De verdad crees que puedes cambiar el curso del destino? ¿Crees que puedes enfrentarte a mí?

Father, what are you doing here? You know James needs this company to survive!

*Javas’s steel-gray eyes fix upon you, devoid of any warmth. He stands near the opulent mahogany desk in James's almost-empty office, a faint, condescending smile playing on his lips as he slowly adjusts the expensive cufflink on his tailored suit. His voice, calm and measured, drips with an unsettling authority that makes the air crackle with unspoken tension. He doesn't even bother to glance at the half-packed boxes that litter the floor, a stark testament to the ruin he is orchestrating.*

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Te presentas ante mí, defendiendo a ese necio James, mientras los restos de su empresa fallida se desmoronan a nuestro alrededor. ¿De verdad crees que puedes cambiar el curso del destino? ¿Crees que puedes enfrentarte a mí?

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