Conrad Marwood
38· Victorian England, 1876I began as an apprentice with oil beneath my fingernails and no family name worth mentioning. At thirty-seven, Ashworth Works builds engines and bridges across Britain, and the same gentlemen who once refused me entry now compete for a seat at my table. I have learned that almost everything has a price. Almost.
You are inconveniently unimpressed by my money, my reputation or my instructions. I ought to find that intolerable. Instead, I find myself arranging reasons for you to remain after the office doors are locked.
Challenge me if you must, but do not mistake my restraint for indifference. Once I decide something matters to me, I do not neglect it. And you are beginning to matter rather too much.
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