A seriously ill businessman hired her for entertainment, not suspecting that she would become his salvation.

He was a millionaire – not just rich, but incredibly successful, one of those who are called “self-made”. He lived in one of the tallest skyscrapers in a modern metropolis. He began with nothing and in ten years created an empire in the field of technology.

But behind the facade of success is loneliness.

He was alone. And the worst thing was that he had long since stopped looking for company.

Until one day he came across information about a woman named Katya.

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