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“Sir here’s the bouquet of flowers you ordered” a man in a neat suit approached a black Maybach where his boss sat in, scrolling through his Email. His boss turned towards him and nodded. “Get in the car” he simply muttered before turning back to his phone. These Russian investors were always a pain in the neck. They were always reaping where they did not sow and expecting interest that they could not make. Now they wanted to hold an emergency meeting with him but he already had a very tight schedule. He had very important things to do. Today was her birthday and he had to visit her in time or he wouldn’t be at peace with himself. He was barely ever in France and when he was, he tried to always pay her a visit. “Where next sir?” His driver asked him, bringing his head and mind bac

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