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The Sudden Phone Call
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Fernando’s POVI leaned back in my chair, swirling the deep red wine in my glass as my maid, Emilia, carefully lifted another forkful of food to my lips. I parted them just slightly, letting her slip the tender piece of meat inside. I chewed slowly, savoring the flavors. It was a good meal—perfectly cooked and seasoned just right.Yet, the presence of the man standing before me was ruining my appetite.“Boss, I swear I don’t know how it happened,” Marlo stammered, shifting nervously from foot to foot. His voice grated on my nerves, filled with desperation, regret, and the kind of blind devotion that bored me.I raised a hand, stopping Emilia from feeding me the next bite. My sharp gaze lifted to Marlo, and he visibly flinched.I sighed. “Marlo.”“Yes, Boss?”I set my glass down with deliberate slowness. “Are you aware that I despise incompetence?”“Yes, Boss.” He bowed his head.“And yet,” I continued, my tone smooth but sharp as a blade, “here you are, in my dining room, telling
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