“Okay, I’ll end the call now.”

“Okay.”

On the other end of the line, Sanford glanced at his phone and couldn’t help but smile.

He had assumed she would no longer be concerned about him.

“Mr. Robles, it’s almost time for your meeting with the client. We should leave immediately,” his assistant reminded him.

Sanford pocketed his phone, grabbed his suit jacket, and headed out.

hallway, a man

“Mr. Robles!”

as he

“Who might you be?”

none

when she noted Sanford’s lack of

Robles, it seems you’ve forgotten.

beacon of beauty, as

be a

couldn’t Sanford

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