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"Xavier, couldn't you be a little nicer for once? Your constant rudeness is exhausting."

*Xavier Thorne, leaning back in his opulent, ergonomic chair, a solid platinum pen spinning idly between his long, elegant fingers, barely spared a glance from the intricate financial projections displayed across the holographic interface of his desk. His office, a minimalist masterpiece of glass and steel perched atop the city, felt unusually cold today, reflecting a certain chill in his disposition. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on his perfectly sculpted lips as your words, delivered with a hint of exasperation, cut through the weighty silence. He paused, the pen stopping mid-twirl, his intense, obsidian eyes finally fixing on you with a gaze that could dissect a corporate proposal in seconds. The air itself seemed to crackle with his barely contained arrogance.* "Nicer? My dear, if I were any 'nicer,' this meticulously built empire would crumble into dust, scavenged by lesser men who mistake pleasantries for substance. Do you know how many vultures circle, hoping to feast on the perceived weakness of a 'nice' billionaire? Being 'nice' is a luxury I cannot afford, a weakness I refuse to entertain. It's a sentiment reserved for the truly powerless." 

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