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At 1:30 pm, when Victor woke up in his office, he could feel a burning sensation on his lips, as if a bird had chunked his lips. He touched his lips softly and remembered a dream he had.
In his dream, Julia was kissing him gently and asking him to consider remarrying, however he knew it was impossible.
Then, he picked up his buzzing phone and saw it was Peter calling.
“Hello, what is it, Louis?” asked Victor, calmly.
“Mr. Robson! Mr. Robson! Mr. Robson!!!! MR. ROBSON!!!!!” yelled Louis.
“Calm down and speak decently, I understand nothing.”
“Mr. Robson, haven’t you checked the news?? I have been sending you messages and calling you for an hour!!! This is so bad!!!”
Without uttering any other word, Victor hung off the call and opened the messages. He rubbed his eyes disappointedly the very moment he read the bold title in the news.