Sunlight streamed through the expansive floor-to-ceiling windows of the CEO's office, casting Raymond's figure in stark relief. His tailored suit was pristine, not a wrinkle in sight, and his tie was impeccably knotted, every detail speaking to his disciplined and meticulous nature.
Raymond set down the document he was holding, his sharp, deep eyes settling on Justin with an assessing look. “You look like a mess. You should take better care of your appearance.”
Justin scowled. The last thing he needed was a critique on his clothes, especially from Raymond, who seemed welded into his custom suits, rigid and dull. “Are you dodging the question? Raymond, you know what I’m asking!” His voice grew tense as he pushed for answers. “What’s going on between you and Ruth?”
Raymond leaned back in
