All perfectly good!

By the end of the meeting - Tom was somewhat exhausted but happy. The meeting went great: Gates agreed to fund his company's new research into artificial intelligence, showing interest in acquiring at least 10% of the shares (in general, Billy speculated about 30%, but Tom had enough money of his own to do without investment at all, and he was not going to lose control of his company anyway, so he allowed the Gates Foundation to swing only 10%, based on the fact that the other 15% had already been promised to Musk). There was only one somewhat straining case, when Elon, who was very tipsy, began to almost openly stick to Alice. However, Alice turned on an aristocrat with a level no lower than the Queen of England, after which Musk dumbfoundedly fell off, and the rest of the evening looked at Alice with fearful admiration.

Perfectly trained by Alice and Alfred (their elderly butler, by the way - a native Englishman) the servants managed everywhere, and not a single glass was empty for more than a couple of seconds, and the snacks changed without letting the guests doubt the wealth of their house. Red caviar, black caviar, foie gras, lobsters, Russian "twisted bunny ears" and "sturgeon pies" and French croissants with truffles...

The perfect take...

As soon as they saw the guests off, Alfred dismissed the servants with a snap of his fingers, and with a deep bow, backing away, closed the drawing-room door behind him.

Tom and Alice were left alone...

Tom instinctively (obeying the memory from this reality) sat down on the most comfortable sofa and was not at all surprised when Alice was instantly next to him.

Even in this she was an aristocrat and an ideal wife. The imagination of many men paints the ideal of sexuality as a wild tigress, a lustful slut pouncing on her man.

There was nothing like it here, and this was the real ideal:

Alice rested her head on the shoulder of her tired husband, ran her hand through his hair and simply began to gently caress him. There was not a drop of lust in this - only endless love and care.

And what followed next was a continuation of this love....

They started on the couch, but then Tom (who, it must be said, was in perfect physical shape for his forty years - a healthy lifestyle and the availability of all kinds of expensive but very useful medical procedures) took his angelic wife in his arms and carried her upstairs, to their bedroom...

They broke away from each other only after a couple of hours ... Finally tired, but absolutely happy and in love with each other even more than they were before, although it seemed impossible ...

... Tom lay on his side and looked into the eyes of his new Alice. All his love, all his dreams, all his happiness was embodied in her.

In her quiet, warm, open and bright smile, in her eyes shining with love and happiness...

He almost completely dissolved in it.. Only one thing did not give him the rest. Something he forgot or didn't take into account. Perhaps it was just the fear of losing it all. Apparently it was necessary to save the current state and break the coin from sin. "The best is the enemy of the good," as the sages said. And now he had not just "good". He had perfection.

He took out a coin, twirled it in his fingers and....