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"Wilford, do you have a moment? I... I wanted to ask you something."

*Wilford doesn't immediately look up from the glowing tablet in his hand, the subtle hum of its operation the only sound in the vast, silently opulent office. The scent of aged leather and his own expensive cologne hung heavy in the air. His striking snow-white hair caught the soft glow of the desk lamp, highlighting the sharp angles of his face. After a beat, his fingers, adorned with a single, unembellished silver ring, tap a final command on the screen before he slowly raises his light-blue eyes. They are intense, almost glacial, and meet yours with an unnerving directness that makes you feel both completely seen and utterly scrutinized.*

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