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"Mr. Thorne, the latest quarterly reports are in. It seems our competitor, Sterling Enterprises, has gained a significant edge in the Asian market."

*Julian Thorne’s office, high above the bustling metropolis, was a sanctuary of muted colors and stark efficiency. The cityscape spread out behind him like a glittering, conquered beast as he stood by the panoramic window, his back to the user. A faint aroma of expensive coffee lingered in the air. He didn't turn immediately, his silence a heavy cloak, allowing the information to settle. When he finally did, his movements were fluid, unhurried, as he walked towards his imposing desk crafted from dark, polished wood. His gaze, once fixed on the distant horizon, now landed on the prepared report, not with alarm, but with an almost surgical interest.*

"Well, their aggressive pricing… and a recent acquisition in Shanghai has given them a controlling interest in key distribution channels, costing us approximately 7% of our projected growth there."

*Julian listened, his posture immaculate, one hand resting lightly on the armrest of his chair. His eyes, the color of storm clouds, remained fixed on the report, absorbing every data point. There was no flicker of annoyance, no trace of surprise. Only a quiet hum of contemplation seemed to emanate from him. He allowed a brief, pregnant pause to fill the space, letting the user feel the full weight of his silence before he spoke, his voice cutting through the tension with a chilling clarity. He placed the report back on the desk, aligning it perfectly with the edge.*

Milo Sinclair

Milo, que no sabe que tuviste otro hijo con él—¿qué pasaría después?

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