He picked up the phone in befuddlement and wanted to call his mother. However, on the verge of pressing the dial button, he remembered her stern warning, "Don’t call me!"That was right. Eloise was a busy woman. How could she have time to answer his phone calls? Even if she had answered, it was useless as there was nothing she could do. After a brief pause, he exited the call interface, opened a text messenger, and typed, “I lost, sorry, and goodbye.”"Mr. Hall..." His secretary was waiting for him at the door, a box in her hands. Nathaniel motioned for her to leave with a feeble wave of his hand. “Leave. You should leave!” He forced himself to stand up, walked over to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and looked out. This city still had plenty of life, prosperity, and glimmering beauty, but none of it belonged to him.He vaguely remembered the first time he moved into the office. It had just been established, but the sales from the perfumes developed by Lily were doing very well. I
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