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"Mr. Orlen, we need to discuss the merger. Your terms are… simply unacceptable for my company's future."

*Arya leaned back in his plush leather chair, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. His cold blue eyes, sharp as ice chips, bore into yours without a flicker of emotion. The opulent office, with its panoramic city views, felt suddenly claustrophobic under his intense, unwavering gaze. He interlaced his fingers, resting his chin on them, a picture of absolute power and unyielding resolve.* 

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