Morgan paced back and forth in his luxurious suite at the prestigious "Le Grand Luxe" hotel in Duskville where he had chosen during his stay in Duskville, his minds was a whirlwind of emotions and uncertainty.
He knew he had dropped a bombshell on the Blackthornes, and he couldn't shake the feeling that his actions might have unintended consequences.
He needed someone to confide in, someone who understood the intricacies of his decisions and the tangled web of emotions he was dealing with. He decided to call his assistant, Carl.
With a deep breath, Morgan picked up his phone and dialed the number. After a few rings, Carl answered the call.
"Hello, Mr. Blodwyn. How can I assist you today?" Carl's calm voice came through the line.
"I need your urgent help, Carl."
"Of course, Mr. Blodwyn. You know I'm here to assist you. What do you need? Is everything all right, sir?"