2.5 Rays of Progress

Dorian stirred from his slumber, greeted by a sunny disposition. After firing off a quick email, he indulged in a soothing shower, relishing the warm cascade that invigorated his senses. The mission's progress filled him with immense satisfaction, radiating through him like the morning sun.

Having meticulously secured patents, settled debts and bills, trimmed the workforce of deadweight, and initiated production, Dorian felt a weight lift off his shoulders. With the toughest hurdles behind him, he anticipated the next step with a mix of eagerness and anticipation.

As he dressed, Dorian arranged for breakfast to be delivered, a small luxury to accompany his morning routine. Opening the door to retrieve his meal, his contentment faltered at the sight of the twins standing behind the delivery woman.

Surveying the surplus of food, Dorian directed his gaze back to the woman. "I ordered for one."

Yitian's grin was infectious. "But there are three of us."