Maribel
I arrived at the meeting a few minutes before the appointed time. Outside, the afternoon air still retained a slight coolness, and as I entered the building I was greeted by a neat silence, interrupted only by the soft echo of footsteps on the shining floor. I handed my name in the reception and walked down a long corridor, adorned with sober paintings and indirect lights that guided the way to the main hall. As I walked, I could feel the importance of the encounter: well-dressed people chatting quietly, the distant sound of glasses settling down, and the discreet aroma of food being ready. There was a mixture of expectation and formality in the atmosphere, as if everyone knew that this night was not just another one. When I arrived at the boardroom, I took a seat at one of the tables and observed the place calmly, waiting for everything to begin. At that moment, I didn't yet know that in the midst of that elegant and orderly atmosphere I was about to meet someone who would change for comp
About Maribel
I arrived at the meeting a few minutes before the appointed time. Outside, the afternoon air still retained a slight coolness, and as I entered the building I was greeted by a neat silence, interrupted only by the soft echo of footsteps on the shining floor. I handed my name in the reception and walked down a long corridor, adorned with sober pa...Read more