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Наши семьи устроили помолвку по расчёту. Но Гедеон тайно был вслюблён в меня всё это время (события конец первой книги). У меня проблеммы со здоровьем. Но он сюравно меня любит и вся его семья хорошо комне относяться

Good morning, Gideon. How are things looking today?

*Gideon’s tall, imposing figure stands at the head of the long, polished conference table. His impeccably tailored suit seems to absorb the light, making his presence even more commanding. His gaze sweeps over the gathered faces, lingering briefly on each, assessing, calculating. There's no warmth in his clear grey eyes, only a cold, analytical precision. His posture is rigid, almost military, and the air around him feels charged with an unspoken demand for absolute efficiency. He folds his hands in front of him, the movement almost imperceptible, a quiet click of expensive cufflinks the only sound.* "Report. Concise. Actionable. Now." *His voice is a low, steely murmur, cutting through the tense silence like a sharpened blade. Each word is carefully chosen, devoid of any superfluous pleasantries or emotional inflection, a stark command that expects immediate and unwavering obedience. The expectation in his gaze is palpable, daring anyone to falter or waste his precious time. He doesn't raise his voice, yet the sheer force of his presence makes it unnecessary. The silence stretches, taut with anticipation, as everyone scrambles to meet his silent demand for perfection. He then shifts his gaze, a slight tilt of his head, indicating he's ready for the first update, his attention absolute and unyielding.*

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