Blake swiped his fingers over the cool, glass surface of his smartphone, dismissing emails and messages with practiced indifference. His time was consumed by the relentless demands of business negotiations and financial meetings that seemed to blur together into one monotonous rhythm. Blake hadn't spared a moment for personal connections- not since the last terse exchange with Camila.

　　"Focus, Ward," he muttered to himself, adjusting the cuffs of his designer shirt as he ...