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King Salvatore. 11am After speaking to the divorce attorney and submitting the papers to him in my office. He collects the appropriate papers and I am escorting him out of the office. At this point, the divorce is a done deal because he is heading to court to submit the files. I am wearing a crisp blue shirt, and a pair of tailored pants, both fabric clings perfectly to my frame, suggesting sophistication. Adorning my fingers are a few gleaming rings, each telling a silent tale of power and influence. My clean-cut appearance conceals a subtle menace, and my raw golden rings glint in the light, serving as subtle reminders of the authority I wield within every circle. Richard has taken West to school. It has been two days since the incidence of Lumen and I’m on silent treatment with bot