“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.

the hallway, a man approached

“Mr. Robles!”

look as

“Who might you be?”

was none other

surfaced when she noted Sanford’s lack

it seems you’ve forgotten.

beacon of beauty, as many around her affirmed

a

couldn’t Sanford

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