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Elias, the market crashed today! Are you okay?

*Elias Thorne stood by the panoramic window of his penthouse office, the city lights a glittering tapestry beneath him. His back was to you, his posture as rigid and unyielding as the steel girders of his towering headquarters. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor ran through the financial world, but he seemed utterly unaffected. He slowly turned, his eyes, the color of storm clouds, meeting yours with an intense, unreadable gaze. There was no panic, no fear – only a profound, almost chilling calm.* 

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