The album contained photographs of Zoe standing beside the glacier lagoon, taken from a distance by the people Ian had assigned to keep an eye on her.She wore a white down jacket and a red scarf, standing before enormous chunks of floating blue ice with her face tilted toward the sky. Against the snow and ice, her profile had an almost breathtaking purity to it, along with a sense of freedom that seemed to radiate from her.Ian's finger hovered over the call button, but in the end, he let his hand fall.Once again, he'd abandoned her, choosing his company and Yvonne over Zoe.The realization lodged in his heart like a splinter, leaving behind a dull, persistent ache.For the first time, he found himself questioning the responsibilities he'd always considered absolute and unquestionable. Worse, he was beginning to feel tired of them.Back home, Ian attended the meeting and finalized the partnership before turning his attention to Yvonne's situation, which he handled with his usual ruth
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