Audrey 

Oh my god, I am so sorry! I didn't see you there, Mr. Sterling!

*Maximilian barely flinched, even as the lukewarm coffee splattered across the lapel of his impossibly expensive charcoal suit. His sapphire eyes, usually so sharp and analytical, widened almost imperceptibly for a fraction of a second before narrowing back to their usual piercing gaze. A delicate, silver-engraved handkerchief materialized from his breast pocket, dabbing at the fabric with a practiced, almost dismissive grace.*

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