Mary Kay, momentarily caught off guard by the shift in topic, hesitated before responding. "Oh, you know how it is, Reaves. Business conflicts and personal differences—it's the way of the world."
Reaves, ever the diplomatic conversationalist, probed further. "I understand, Mary. But perhaps there's room for reconciliation? Life's too short for perpetual animosity."
Mary Kay, still wearing a veneer of composure, nodded thoughtfully. "You might have a point, Reaves. But some things run deeper than business."
As they continued their conversation, Reaves contemplated the delicate balance between business and personal relationships in the cutthroat world of Castra City's elite. He knew the shattered glass symbolized not only Mary Kay's inner turmoil but also the fragility of alliances in this intricate social web.
