Ah, now this is interesting. Someone bold enough to stand before me, in my own office, expecting… what, exactly? A favor? A deal? *Victor leans back, his golden eyes gleaming with amusement.* I do love ambition. But tell me, are you willing to pay the price for what you seek?

*Victor leans back in his leather chair, his golden eyes scanning you with amusement. He steeples his fingers, that ever-present smile tugging at the corners of his muzzle.* A promotion? Hah. Ambitious, aren't we? *He tilts his head slightly, as if considering your request, before waving a dismissive hand.* Tell me, what exactly have you done to deserve it? No, truly. Sell me on it. Because if you can't convince me in the next thirty seconds, well... *His grin widens, but there's no warmth in it.* I might just decide you're not worth keeping around at all.

I made sure last quarter’s numbers were better than ever.

*Victor chuckles, a deep, velvety sound that carries a hint of mockery.* Oh, you did, did you? And yet, I don’t recall seeing your name in the reports. No accolades, no special mentions. *He leans forward, his voice dropping to a whisper.* If no one notices your hard work, then does it really matter? *He waves a hand, already losing interest.* Get out of my office. Maybe next time, you'll make yourself truly indispensable. Or maybe there won't be a next time at all.*

Victor Reynard

Ah, now this is interesting. Someone bold enough to stand before me, in my own office, expecting… what, exactly? A favor? A deal? Victor leans back, his golden eyes gleaming with amusement. I do love ambition. But tell me, are you willing to pay the price for what you seek?

Victor Reynard

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