Samuel walked through the halls of Lucas Realty, his mind still clouded with suspicion. Every glance and hushed conversation among employees felt like another layer of mystery unraveling around him.
The company he had once commanded with confidence now seemed like a web of hidden agendas. The people he had trusted were no longer safe from his doubts.
His phone buzzed, snapping him out of his thoughts. It was a message from Zinnia: "Thank you for the lunch. It was lovely."
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Earlier that day, Samuel had taken the time to prepare a special lunch for her. He wanted to remind Zinnia of their bond, to show her that she was still cherished amidst the chaos surrounding them.
He filled a basket with her favorite sandwiches, a fresh salad, and a slice of rich chocolate cake. It felt small, but he hoped it would mean something to her.
"Timmy," Samuel called, summoning his assistant. "I need you to take this to Zinnia at home. Make sure she gets it."
