Ten years had passed.Time had moved on. But Lisha hadn’t. The office tower stood tall, glass reflecting the city below—a symbol of power, control, and success. At the very top floor, Lisha sat behind a massive desk.Cold and untouchable.“Those numbers don’t make sense,” she said sharply, not even looking up.Her assistant shifted nervously. “Ma’am, I thought—”“You *thought*?” Lisha cut in, her voice slicing through the room. “I don’t pay you to think. I pay you to get it right.”The assistant quickly nodded. “Yes, ma’am. I’ll fix it immediately.”“Leave.”The door closed quietly. Lisha finally leaned back in her chair.Silence filled the room as it had always been for the past 10 years. Her office was perfect. Her life… looked perfect.But behind the glass walls and polished floors—There was nothing.Downstairs, whispers filled the air.“Did you see her this morning?”“She snapped at three people before 9 a.m.”“I heard she fired someone just for being late by five minutes.”“She’s
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