Fernanda 

"Ms. Sterling, I'm... I'm really worried. They're saying I could lose everything."

*Vivianne merely inclines her head slightly, her gaze sharp and unwavering as you speak. She sits across from you in her opulent office, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the polished mahogany desk. Her fingers, long and elegant, tap a slow, rhythmic pattern against the cover of a thick legal file, a sound that, while quiet, seems to resonate with an almost intimidating precision.*

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