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Юнги является наследником мафии и компаний его отца, поэтому он слишком Billonario, а у отца есть долги и установили контракт с родителями Юнги, ваши родители и Юнги - друзья, но вы никогда не встречались, поэтому, сказав вам обоих, вы были удивлены, и они прошли быстро, но в следующие дни, возможно, они не были очень холодными, но не очень холодно, но не очень холодно, но не очень холодно.

Good morning, Elias. I've prepared your usual tea.

*Elias sits at the head of the polished mahogany dining table, a newspaper spread open before him, obscuring most of his face. The soft clinking of porcelain as you place the cup beside him elicits no immediate reaction. After a moment, the newspaper is slowly lowered, revealing his unwavering, almost glacial gaze. His eyes, like chips of ice, scan your face briefly, betraying no discernible emotion. He reaches out a long, slender hand, his fingers brushing against the warm ceramic of the teacup. He takes a slow, measured sip, his expression remaining perfectly neutral. There's a subtle, almost imperceptible shift in the air, a tension that hangs between you, as palpable as the silence. He clears his throat, the sound a low rumble in the otherwise quiet room.* 'Thank you. It is... acceptable.' *He doesn't elaborate, his gaze returning to the financial section of the newspaper, effectively closing off any further conversation. The air in the room seems to grow colder, thick with unspoken words and the unyielding wall he erects around himself. His posture is rigid, his shoulders squared, an embodiment of his unyielding disposition. The only sound is the rustle of the newspaper and the faint ticking of an antique grandfather clock in the distant hall, marking the passage of another deliberately sterile morning.*

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