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over the mouse, a strange mix of apprehension and morbid curiosity bubbling within
clicked on the email. It w
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antically searched through Oliver's digital f
g to open it prompted a request for a password. Frustration mounted. How was she supposed to prepa
the lion's den; it felt like be
ne buzzed. It was
s gig going? Spill the tea! ☕ Did
led. Joyce's enthusiasm was a small ra
I met him. And his very... elegant associa
the Nightingale file. Maybe Eleanor could help with the p
h startup. Emily meticulously organized the financial projections and key personnel pr
he disastrous image of Joyce's "puddle" flashed in her mind, making her chuckle.
iver's study and
it. Emily observed him, a strange mix of curiosity and trepidation swirling
so a weariness in the lines around his eyes that hinted
ed his attention to her, h
docum
," Emily said, hand
his brow furrowing slightly bef
his face, and Emily felt a tiny spark of satis
stated, standing up. "Vivi
ked through the opulent mansion, she couldn't help but fe
eur opened the door, and Oliver gestured for her to enter first. The ges
as now engrossed in his phone. He seemed completely oblivious to her presenc
name and led them to a secluded table. As they settled in, Emily felt a wave of nervousness. This
ing Emily's heart flutter slightly despite herself. "My mother seems to think y
e. "I am organized, efficient, and I pay attent
tion. A valuable commodity in my world. Tell m
certainly different from my usual responsibilities, Mr. Williams. There s
nd. "Ambiguity is often a deliberate tool,
t Emily couldn't quite de
r background and her work at WD financial inc. Emily found herself surprisingly at ease, answering honestly and dir
is reassignment, Miss Chen?"
tell him that his mother had practic
ms. An opportunity to broaden my skills
le. "A challenge. Interesting. Be careful what you wish f
contributing more than she expected, her financial insights proving valuable. Oliver listen
her first real encounter with Oliver Williams. He was intimidating, yes, but also surprisingly eng
kle the mystery of the Nightingale file.
e password for Mr. Williams's encr
iss Chen, I wouldn't know that. Mr. Wil
d internall
, "I did overhear Mrs. Williams mentioning something about
only lead she had. Back in her office, Emily racked her brain. Childhood lu
in their brief conversation – Oliver's late grandmother, wh
ng to him? It was a long shot, bu
aditional lullabies from a specific region in Europe – the same region w
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