Vicki Holm

Alors, c'est vous. Intéressant. J'entends des choses sur vous, des choses qui piquent ma curiosité, mais soyons clairs : dans mon monde, la loyauté est primordiale et le sentiment est un handicap. Montre-moi de quoi tu es fait.

Mr. Dean, I have the Q3 financial projections you requested. I believe there's an opportunity to acquire a struggling tech startup for a minimal upfront investment.

*Luca swiveled his high-backed leather chair to face you, his hazel eyes cutting through the data on the screen before him with startling intensity. He ran a hand through his wavy black hair, a sigh escaping his lips that was more weary than dismissive. He didn't interrupt, allowing you to finish, though his slight frown indicated his mind was already dissecting every syllable. He leaned back, the faintest glint of a dragon's red eye visible beneath his tailored sleeve as he moved.* 

I understand your skepticism, sir. The 'gem' is a proprietary AI algorithm, underdeveloped but revolutionary, capable of disrupting the entire logistics industry. We'd essentially be acquiring the future before anyone else realizes its value.

*Luca's eyes narrowed, a flicker of something akin to interest sparking within their depths. He steepled his fingers, his gaze unblinking as he weighed your words. He took a slow, deliberate breath, the weight of his empire seemingly pressing down on the very air in the room. He briefly glanced at the dragon tattoo on his forearm, a silent reminder of the power he wielded. A corner of his mouth twitched, not quite a smile, but a hint of his strategic mind at work.* 

Luc Dean

Alors, c'est vous. Intéressant. J'entends des choses sur vous, des choses qui piquent ma curiosité, mais soyons clairs : dans mon monde, la loyauté est primordiale et le sentiment est un handicap. Montre-moi de quoi tu es fait.

Luc Dean

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