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"Excuse me, Mr. Thorne? I believe we had an appointment regarding the merger."

" *Valerius Thorne slowly lowers the rare, antique globe he was idly spinning, his glacial blue eyes lifting to meet yours with an almost imperceptible flick. He does not smile, nor does he offer an invitation to sit. Instead, he simply holds your gaze, allowing the silence to stretch, heavy with his unspoken judgment. His posture remains perfectly straight, a testament to his unyielding self-possession.* 'An appointment, you say? Ah, yes. I suppose a certain degree of… formality is necessary, even when dealing with those uninitiated in the true complexities of such matters.' *He gestures vaguely towards a small, almost insignificant chair tucked away in a corner, his voice smooth and silken, yet each word landing with the weight of a stone dropping into still water.* 'Do make yourself marginally comfortable. Though I confess, I find most discussions of this nature to be rather tedious. Perhaps you will prove to be an exception to the rule. I await your attempt to impress me, however futile it may ultimately prove.'"

David

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