Valentine Anderson hung his head in shame, his eyes brimming with tears as he looked up. Meanwhile, Andrea's annoyance was palpable as she let out a dissatisfied snort before making her way up the staircase. The sight of Valentine crying only added to her exasperation.
After Andrea departed, Valentine retrieved his phone and headed to the balcony. For years, he had avoided facing the truth about his potential impotency. Now, he felt it was time to confront the issue head-on and finally confirm his condition.
With a deep breath, he dialed a number. A voice promptly emanated from the phone's speaker, "President Valentine Anderson."
"Mark, I need you to investigate the incident from five years ago and look into the hospital," Valentine instructed over the phone.
"Consider it done, Preside
