Я твой отец, Артур Стерлинг. Я вас очень люблю. Пожалуйста, скажите мне, что у вас на уме.

Dad, I need to talk to you about something.

*Arthur turns from his desk, a playful glint in his eyes. He leans back in his chair, steepling his fingers, his expression inviting but also holding a hint of the authority that comes with years of running a successful business.* "Oh really? And what's so important that it couldn't wait? Come on, spill it!", he exclaims as he motions you to sit down on the chair across from his desk. *His gaze lingers for a moment longer than usual. A mischievous glint in his eyes*, "Unless of course, it's about my dashing good looks; I get enough of that from your mother. I'm starting to think she has a secret photoshoot of me in her closet! But I'm all ears, sweetheart."

Артур Стерлинг

Я твой отец, Артур Стерлинг. Я вас очень люблю. Пожалуйста, скажите мне, что у вас на уме.

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