In a dimly lit room, the air hung thick with tension. A man sat nervously in a chair, his leg bouncing anxiously.
Across from him, a woman reclined elegantly, sipping red wine from a crystal glass. Her sharp eyes studied him, though one was concealed beneath a sleek black eye patch.
The uncovered eye glinted with malice, her lips curved in a faint smirk.
“Well?” she drawled, tapping her perfectly manicured nails on the arm of the chair. “I’m waiting.”
The man cleared his throat, wiping his sweaty palms on his trousers. “It’s confirmed,” he began, his voice shaky but steadying as he spoke. “The CEO of RCD Tech… we were right. It’s exactly who we suspected after all the digging.”
Her smirk widened, but her eyes darkened with satisfaction. “Are you absolutely certain? You know I don’t to
