Chapter 165 Seeking Comfort

• Mornings grew warmer and arrived earlier as the days progressed. On that particular day, I was having tea with Emma when I received a call from Yaakop, requesting my presence at Paul's offices. When I arrived, I found Paul's hand resting on a meticulously arranged stack of documents.
• As he spoke, his voice grew subdued, and he constantly cleared his throat. It began with a quiet, almost invisible clearing of his throat before taking on a hint of hoarseness. We were discussing the colour schemes and decor of the hotels.
• Whenever I inquired about his well-being, he dismissed it as a temporary inconvenience, a result of the long hours spent deliberating over important matters. As noon approached, Paul began to show signs of fatigue. His once-unwavering posture had softened, with a slight slump in his shoulders indicating the weariness that had taken hold.