Chapter 63
Andrew's eyes widened in astonishment as the entourage of stylists descended upon the room, their arms laden with racks of luxurious attire.

He stood frozen, his mind struggling to comprehend the sheer scale of the transformation that lay before him. Mr. Patrick's words echoed in his mind - a week-long absence, a plethora of meetings and appearances, a new persona to embody.

As the stylists busied themselves unpacking the garments, Andrew's thoughts drifted to Lisa, his wife. He wondered if she was frantically trying to reach him, her mind racing with worry since he had switched off his phone to avoid detection. A pang of guilt shot through his chest, but he pushed it aside, focusing on the journey ahead.

Andrew's introspection was interrupted by Patrick's gentle clearing of his throat. "Shall we begin, Andrew?" he asked, his voice low and encouraging.

Andrew nodded, a sense of resolve settling within him. He was ready to shed his old skin, to emerge from the chrysalis of his f
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