Victor settled into the luxurious leather backseat of his high-end black sedan, the engine purring softly as the skilled chauffeur navigated the evening traffic toward the sprawling Anderson Mansion. The sun had dipped low on the horizon, casting long shadows over the road, and Victor's mind was already racing ahead to what awaited him. Earlier that afternoon, his phone had rung with an urgent yet cryptic call from his elderly mother, her voice frail but insistent. She hadn't given any details, which meant he had to steel himself for whatever family crisis or trivial complaint might be brewing. These unscheduled trips home always left him on edge, a mix of annoyance and reluctant duty. As the car merged onto the wide highway, Victor stared out the tinted window in a complete daze, his thoughts drifting uncontrollably to a woman who still occupied way too much space in his head—someone he couldn't quite shake off, no matter how hard he tried.Just then, his smartphone buzzed insistentl
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