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"Did you all have a dead wish?" Stephen demanded, his voice laced with fury and a hint of desperation. Nathan could feel the tension in the room intensifying, as if the very air itself was charged with electricity. In that moment, he knew he had to take action.Without hesitation, Nathan swiftly made his way towards the makeshift stage, snatching the microphone from its stand. Amplifying his voice, he addressed the crowd with a commanding presence. "You all should dispatch now, leave already!" he thundered, the authority in his tone cutting through the atmosphere like a blade. The collective gasp, followed by an almost synchronized retreat, was evidence that his words held power.As the last stragglers hurriedly departed, Nathan felt a weight lifted from his shoulders. The room filled with a collective exhalation, the lingering tension gradually dissipating. He took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling with a newfound sense of liberation, allowing the calm to settle in before h
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"You should go to your office," he ordered in a firm tone, his voice resonating with authority. Stephen, recognizing the weight behind the command, nodded briskly before swiftly making his way out of the room. The air felt charged with an unspoken tension as he stepped into the corridor, the sound of his footsteps echoing against the cold, polished floor.A sense of purpose filled Stephen's chest as he approached his office, his anticipation mixed with a tinge of apprehension. Each breath he took seemed to fortify his resolve, preparing him to plunge headfirst into the mountainous workload that awaited him. The thought of the impending tasks rattled through his mind, the weight of responsibility manifesting as a slight tension in his muscles.However, just as Stephen was about to immerse himself in the ocean of paperwork on his desk, his phone let out an intrusive buzz, shattering the serenity of the moment. Annoyance flickered across his face; it was a distraction he did not need. Sw
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Nathan made his way to the chairman's office with a purposeful stride. Stepping inside, he found the chairman seated behind his imposing desk, engrossed in his work. As he approached, Nathan noticed the determination etched on the Stephen face, a clear sign that he was ready to confront the impending press conference head on.With a sense of urgency, Nathan extended a document towards Stephen, his outstretched arm quivering slightly in anticipation. Stephen piercing gaze locked onto Nathan as he cautiously accepted the paper, holding it in his hands with a mixture of curiosity and skepticism.Eying Nathan intently, Stephen voice reverberated through the room as he demanded, "What does it contain?""Apologies letter, if you don't mind" Nathan's expression softened as he watched the figure leave, the hint of a smirk playing on his lips. The weight of the apology letter in his hand felt heavy, its words holding significance beyond what could be seen on the surface. With deliberate care,
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"It is not a big deal," he stated calmly, his voice measured and composed. The room held its collective breath, the weight of his words settling upon them. The atmosphere simmered with an undercurrent of tension, as everyone absorbed the gravity of his statement."I was simply being nice and engaged in a conversation with my worker inside my car," he explained, his tone devoid of defensiveness. The absence of physical intimacy, no kissing, no hugging, underscored the innocence of their interaction. The simplicity of their conversation was lost amidst the sensationalized assumptions that seemed to run rampant.He exhaled softly, a touch of disappointment evident in his voice. "You all still believe that there was something between us," he continued, a faint hint of incredulity lacing his words. The presumption of those around him, their apparent lack of understanding of who he truly was, left him feeling frustrated and misunderstood.The next revelation hung heavy in the air. "And it w
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The next day, as the sun began its descent and the warm hues of twilight painted the sky, Stephen arrived at the clubhouse. His footsteps echoed through the quiet surroundings as he entered, anticipation coursing through his veins. Glancing around the dimly lit room, he surveyed his surroundings, ensuring he was in the right place.A slight pang of nervousness tugged at Stephen's heart as he caught sight of a figure in the shadows. The mysterious person, with their face partially obscured by a mask, motioned for him to join them at a secluded table. Stephen, wanting to appear composed, casually brushed off any hints of uncertainty and made his way towards the designated spot.With an air of intrigue and curiosity, Stephen carefully positioned himself in the chair offered by the enigmatic stranger. As he settled into the seat, he couldn't help but notice an air of weariness in the stranger's movements, as though they were burdened by unseen troubles. Though their face remained hidden,
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"What is it that you are talking about?" Stephen demanded, his voice steady, and there was a thoughtful silence that followed.Charles took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts before responding. "All I meant was that I shouldn't have tried to seek revenge back then. Maybe if I hadn't succumbed to that impulse, these painful events wouldn't have unfolded," he explained, his voice tinged with a touch of regret.The atmosphere remained heavy with unresolved tension as Charles continued, revealing a vulnerable aspect of his past. "The truth is, I used to be bullied relentlessly in school. I never lived a day without experiencing torment, solely because of my introverted nature. However, amidst the hardship, I discovered solace and proficiency in the realm of hacking and programming."Charles' words hung suspended in the air, the weight of his past experiences now painted a more nuanced picture of the man behind the mask. The room seemed to fill with a profound understanding of one's str
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"Come with me, no questions," he urged, his voice croaking with urgency. With swift determination, he carefully packed his laptop into his worn backpack, securing it tightly. As if following an unspoken command, they both began to stride away, their feet moving in perfect synchrony.They ventured into a dimly lit corridor, their footsteps echoing against the cold, marble floor. Their eyes locked onto a glowing sign that read "VIP," beckoning them towards an unknown destination. Pushing open the ornate double doors, they found themselves in a lavish room adorned with opulent furnishings. The air carried a rich aroma of mystery and exclusivity, tinged with the faint hint of danger.With a swift motion, he grasped the doorknob and turned it, revealing a hushed space beyond. The door creaked as it swung open, revealing a hidden inner sanctum. A soft light spilled out, casting eerie shadows against the muted walls. He stepped forward, guiding them into the sanctuary, his movements delibera
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"Do you know Stephen? Did he send you here?" she demanded, her voice carrying a tone of urgency. A heavy silence hung in the air as her question lingered, waiting for an answer that seemed reluctant to come.Charles hesitated for a moment, his eyes filled with a mixture of sorrow and apprehension. "You will have to trust me," he finally spoke, his voice tinged with regret. "I wish I could save those people, but it's already too late."Her anger flared at his response. "How do I know I'm not trusting the wrong person? What if you only showed up because of my fame and popularity?" Her tone dripped with suspicion and frustration, as doubts crept into her mind."You are too stubborn," he shouted, his voice carrying a sense of frustration and exasperation. "That's why you wouldn't even ask your man if everything in the post was true. And now, you're trying to escape from reality."Her brow furrowed as she responded, her voice filled with a mix of emotions. "Who told you I don't trust him?
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