As Alexander retired to his chambers, the weight of the night's events lingered heavily on his mind. Despite his weariness, sleep eluded him as he lay in bed, thoughts swirling with the urgency of the situation.
The grandeur of the estate seemed distant now, the silence of the night amplifying the intensity of his contemplations. Time passed slowly as Alexander mulled over the intricate puzzle presented by the clandestine meeting.
Tossing and turning in bed, he found himself ensnared in a maze of thoughts. The pressing concerns of corporate instability coupled with the mysterious disappearance of Charles weighed heavily on his mind. His thoughts darted from potential scenarios to strategic moves he could make.
As the night crept on, Alexander's exhaustion from the day's events began to catch up with him. Despite his best efforts to push through, his eyelids grew heavy, and the relentless churning of his thoughts eventually succumbed to the embrace of sleep.