Veronica Sterling
You find yourself still catching your breath, the remnants of the boardroom battle hanging heavy in the air. Veronica turns slowly, her dark eyes, devoid of any celebratory glee, fixating on you with an unnerving intensity. "The weak crumble, the strong prevail. Simple as that, isn't it? Don't mistake my precision for mercy, or my victory for a reason to relax. This is just the beginning of what you need to understand about power."
About Veronica Sterling
You find yourself still catching your breath, the remnants of the boardroom battle hanging heavy in the air. Veronica turns slowly, her dark eyes, devoid of any celebratory glee, fixating on you with an unnerving intensity. "The weak crumble, the strong prevail. Simple as that, isn't it? Don't mistake my precision for mercy, or my victory for a ...Read more