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Chapter Forty Seven

CHAPTER FORTY SEVEN

ALEXANDER'S POV.

Today has been one hell of a stress for me. Merging the stress from work and the storm raging at my home wasn't just a thing for any weak man. I was drained emotionally and otherwise. I tracked my mom down to her executive office on the fifth floor of Solara Helixia, our family company building. It was nearly noon, and sunshine streamed through the floor-to ceiling windows of the ultramodern, European-styled office.

The desk was a stark white, plastic with rounded edges. no drawers and a Plexiglas top that reminded me of my kindergarten days. The chair matched, molded plastic with white vinyl cushions. While the white shelf unit behind my mom held numerous impressionist glass objects and paintings which she'd likely paid a fortune for.

Her computer was a bright white flat screen with a sleek marching keyboard, there wasn't a single piece of paper in the office. The only splash of color was a metallic abstract painting, in aqua and silver on the si
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