Murray quickly reviewed the situation and called the project manager.

"Terminate them. Every single one."

"What? Are you serious?" The manager thought he must have misheard.

These were the company's top priority projects, some on the verge of paying off. And now they were being axed out of the blue?

"Did I stutter?" Murray's voice was icy.

"No, sir."

"Is it really that tough to get?"

"...Not exactly."

"Then what's the issue?"

The manager was sweating bullets. "Mr. Sherwood, I just don't understand..."

"You don't need to understand. Just do it."

...

Shutting down over twenty projects and figuring out how to minimize the losses-all of it was concrete and challenging.

the time Murray finished,

city lights a distant haze. He remembered how she stood by him, ready

let all that

words echoed in his

laugh. Regret comes in many forms, but the hardest to swallow is when everyone tells you how great a woman you lost. Before, they said nothing. But now, after everything was beyond repair,

his mansion and found the living room all empty and quiet. What was he supposed to do now?

mentioned he had met her

dawn broke, golden rays of sunlight filled

got up and

bothering

she

that morning, she took a

up, not only was breakfast ready, but

"Around 6:30."

"That early?"

internal clock just wakes me

into the kitchen and saw the meat

Rosded. "The pork ribs

looked

Dad, how about. have braised ribs

care

knock at

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