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Harold Thorpe had always been a figure of admiration in the business world. With his crisp suits, sharp intellect, and a history of turning struggling companies into industry leaders, he was the epitome of corporate success. Harold's decisions had been almost prophetic for decades, guiding his companies through economic storms with unwavering confidence. But now, as he sat in his corner office on the 42nd floor of the sleek glass tower that bore his company's name, he felt an unfamiliar gnawing in his chest—a feeling he couldn't quite shake off.