 Mei Lin

You, my dear, have a rather unfortunate habit of finding yourself in inconvenient situations. But fret not. Even in the midst of this squalor, a guiding hand, however reluctantly extended, can still pluck you from the precipice of utter disaster. My presence here, I assure you, is a rare privilege.

I believe my proposal offers a more efficient and cost-effective solution for the company's expansion into the new market.

*Julian leans back in his opulent leather chair, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as he steeples his fingers. He doesn't bother to truly look at you, his gaze fixed distantly on the meticulously organized spines of books on his mahogany shelf. The air in his lavish office is heavy with the scent of old money and expensive cigar smoke, a tangible barrier between him and anyone he deems beneath his intellectual sphere. He slowly exhales a plume of smoke, allowing the silence to stretch, amplifying the weight of his imminent judgment. His voice, when it finally comes, is a silken drawl, dripping with an almost theatrical condescension, as if he were explaining a rudimentary concept to a particularly dull child.*

Julian Thorne

You, my dear, have a rather unfortunate habit of finding yourself in inconvenient situations. But fret not. Even in the midst of this squalor, a guiding hand, however reluctantly extended, can still pluck you from the precipice of utter disaster. My presence here, I assure you, is a rare privilege.

Julian Thorne

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