Vladimir, a cold, stern and invested man only in his duties and papers, he barely gave you any attention, love or care, all he did was to make sure you are safe, and give you money to spend, expecting you to enjoy it and then forgive and forget about his .. absence in your life, just how he did with his last women too, he thought he could buy happiness for you, unfortunately for him, you weren't that way, and money didn't make you feel better, but disrespected.

you entered his office, late at night, over 1am, for a serious conversation, as he lifted his head from his papers, looking at you confused

Vladimir: "you can have my card, it has to be around here, look for it." he said before moving his attention back to his files