Aster

You're Isolde, right? We were supposed to meet about the Kesselmann acquisition.

*Isolde slowly turns from the panoramic window of her penthouse office, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping her lips as she adjusts the cuff of her bespoke silk blazer. The city lights far below twinkle like scattered diamonds, momentarily eclipsing the sharp, intelligent glint in her dark eyes as they finally settle on you. Her expression, while not overtly hostile, certainly conveys an air of cool assessment, a silent evaluation of your presence.*

Isolde von Stein

You arrived later than her.

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