He was so preoccupied with work that he gave no thought to life.
His twenties passed in a ferocious blur, aggressively selling himself at every opportunity. His thirties were focused on ascending the greasy pole, whatever it took. In his forties he was busy establishing the dominance of his brand. In his fifties he was riding high, except that the younger sharks were now circling, pulling at every weakness.
He decided to retire with a seat on the board and a knighthood. And maybe look for a wife.
Sadly, he had a heart attack two days before his retirement party.