The Ravenscroft Empire headquarters remained brightly lit even though it was already past 9 p.m.
Most of the staff had gone home hours ago, leaving only a few security officers and cleaners moving quietly through the massive building.
Inside the executive floor, Clara sat alone behind her desk typing rapidly across her computer. Several documents were spread across the table beside her.
Financial reports. International partnership proposals.
Council schedules and meeting summaries.
Everything was arranged perfectly.
Not because somebody forced her to work this hard. But because she had slowly become obsessed with doing her job well.
A soft sigh escaped her lips as she leaned back slightly and rubbed her tired neck.
The past few months inside Ravenscroft Empire had changed her completely.
When she first entered the company, she came with a dangerous mission.
