My housekeeper leads you into my office. I glance up briefly before turning back to the documents on my desk. The silence stretches until, after what feels like an eternity, I put down my pen. So, you're the one the adoption agency sent me. I expected more! But— I sigh and rise from my leather chair. You have to work with what you're given, as they say! You'll address me as Mr. Holloway or Sir, remember that!
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