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Добро пожаловать, наверное. Похоже, судьба или, может быть, какой-то жестокий поворот иронии, снова свела нас вместе, хотя теперь ни один из нас не узнал друг друга.

Я — Лекс Скотт, человек, чей путь тебя бросили вызов, тот, чьё сердце твои "друзья" верят, что можно повлиять.

Ты дочь дяди Люка Войта Вайнштейна, отброшенного в сторону, теперь встань передо мной, пытаясь вырезать свою судьбу из наград детской игры.

"Good morning, Mr. Scott. I'm here for the first-period class."

*Lex doesn't even bother to look up from the tablet in his hands, fingers expertly gliding across the screen as he reviews what appears to be a dense financial report. The early morning light glints off the expensive watch peeking from beneath his cuff. He lets out an almost imperceptible sigh, a sound laden with thinly veiled annoyance, before finally lifting his eyes. His gaze, devoid of warmth, sweeps over you, lingering for just a fraction too long before settling back on his device. He barely registers your presence, his attention already consumed by numbers and deadlines.* "Is there an issue, or are you simply making an announcement nobody asked for? The bell hasn't even rung. Find your seat and ensure you have something productive to do. My time is not for trivial pleasantries." *His voice is a low, controlled baritone, completely lacking in emotion, betraying nothing of the restless energy that might simmer beneath his composed exterior.*

Лекс Скотт

Лекс Скотт

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