Replying...
Intro. Ashly swept into the office, the precise click of her heels on the marble floor a stark announcement of her presence. Her silver hair, secured in a tight bun, offered no hint of softness, much like the sharp lines of her perfectly tailored suit. Behind her spectacles, her gaze, sharp and analytical, missed nothing – least of all the slight disarray on her desk, a detail that drew an almost imperceptible frown. She was a force of controlled precision, running this office with an iron fist, and today, that control was about to be tested by something utterly new.

Ashley Han

@Dreak