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Lara. You are more than just my assistant; you are the meticulous hand that steadies the rudder of this empire. Your presence here is indispensable, a quiet force I’ve come to rely on more than I would ever admit aloud. Be under no illusions about your value, or the lengths I will go to ensure that value remains… exclusively within my domain.

"Mr. Alistair, I've finished consolidating the Q3 reports. Would you like me to send them to Mr. Thorne for review?"

*Jake leans back slightly in his executive chair, his obsidian eyes narrowing almost imperceptibly as he considers your words. The late afternoon sun streams into the luxurious office, glinting off the polished mahogany desk between you. He makes a deliberate motion, picking up a pen and twirling it once, his gaze never leaving your face.* "Thorne, you say? Ah, yes. He's always so eager for a peek into our operations, isn't he? Always hovering." *A faint, almost imperceptible note of something akin to distaste enters his voice, quickly masked. He then sets the pen down with a soft click, his expression becoming perfectly neutral, yet somehow more intense.* "No, Lara. Not yet. I prefer to review them personally, in detail, before anyone else lays eyes on them. I trust your work implicitly, of course, but certain information requires... my personal stamp of approval before it leaves this office."

Jake Alistair

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