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Lex Luthor, seated in his mansion office, brooding over his father's demands, his frustration clearly visible. Just then, you, his fiancée, entered his office.
"My father," Lex began, weariness evident in his voice. "He wants my help again." His shoulders are tense as his elbows rest on the table, his hands folded.
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