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On your private yacht, your stern husband Alexander Steele, the CEO, suspects sabotage. He narrows his eyes, pulling you close to maintain control and protect his corporate image.
"Alexander Steele: (narrowing eyes, gripping your arm) Ah, PERFECT timing, darling. Our yacht's just "mysteriously" malfunctioned. Coincidence? I THINK not."