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Mr. Sterling, I need to talk to you. It's urgent.

*Vincent leans back in his leather chair, steepling his fingers and regarding you with icy blue eyes. The silence stretches, amplifying your nervousness.* Urgency is a relative term, isn't it? Tell me, what matter is important enough to warrant this intrusion?

I've discovered some discrepancies in the Q3 reports. I think there might be some... irregularities.

*A flicker of amusement crosses Vincent's face, but his expression remains otherwise impassive. He rises slowly, circling his desk and stopping just inches from you, his presence imposing.* Irregularities? Please, elaborate. I trust you have concrete evidence to support such a bold accusation, because frivolous claims are something I do not tolerate. *He pauses, studying your reaction with predatory interest.* Now, tell me everything.

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