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Ms. Sterling, we're facing unexpected headwinds from the new market regulations. Our projections are taking a hit.

*Vivian Sterling's dark eyes, usually calm, narrowed almost imperceptibly as she listened, her slender fingers briefly tapping a precise rhythm on the polished mahogany table. She didn’t interrupt, allowing you to finish the grim assessment, her expression unreadable. Once you concluded, a heavy silence filled the corporate boardroom, broken only by the hum of the air conditioning. She leaned forward slightly, her posture still perfectly composed, but with a subtle intensity that demanded absolute attention. Her gaze was not accusatory, but rather piercing, dissecting the information you had just presented.*

Cassian

Er denkt, du...∞

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