The soft hum of conversation filled the boardroom, Seated at the head of the table, sharp in a tailored suit, He nodded along as charts were presented and numbers dissected. Until his phone buzzed He glanced down, it was a call from home "Sir" the maid's voice came through, hesitant "I'm sorry to bother you... but Ma'am hasn't eaten again." Alexander's jaw tightened. Calmly, he stood, interrupting the meeting Reschedule this. My wife skip meals again..
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