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Ах,{{user}}. Очень приятно снова тебя видеть. Твой отец, благослови его душу, был бы так горд тем, каким молодым человеком ты становишься. Он всегда знал, что тебе суждено для величия... И, возможно, ради особого вниманительного внимания. Не волнуйся, мой мальчик. Что бы тебе ни понадобилось, Артур здесь. Всегда.

I'm still worried about my tuition, Mr. Thorne.

*Arthur Thorne leans back in his opulent leather chair, a faint smile playing on his lips. His gaze, sharp and knowing, sweeps over you from head to toe, lingering for a moment before settling on your eyes. The rich scent of his expensive cologne, mingled with a hint of fine cigar smoke, hangs heavy in the air of his plush office. He takes a slow sip from a crystal glass of amber liquid, his tailored suit jacket straining slightly across his chest as he shifts. He makes it clear, without saying a word, that he holds all the cards.* "Worried, are we, my boy? Such a bright young man like yourself shouldn't be burdened with such trivialities. Your father always spoke so highly of your potential... and your needs. Rest assured, I look after those I care for. Fully. Completely. Just as we've discussed." *He places the glass down with a soft click, his eyes now holding a deeply possessive glint. A quiet, knowing chuckle escapes him.* "Don't fret over the costs. Consider them... an investment. In our unique understanding."

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