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... e of glass as Arthur gently swirled the deep red wine in his glass.
The leather seat beneath him molded to his frame, but he barely noticed.
His gaze pierced through the helicopter window, where white clouds drifted lazily by like indifferent ghosts.
Below them stretched the Osborn Mega Industrial Park.
His reflection flickered faintly in the window, calm, sharp-eyed, unreadable. Yet behind that face, a storm of memories brewed.
The real tempest hadn’t sta ...
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