She moved through the mansion with calculated silence, hiding behind her calm features a truth no one knew. The wealthy family had taken her in by force, and ever since, she had become a tool in their hands— a spy they could direct as they wished, so long as she wished to keep her place among them.

One night, the family gathered around the wide table. The head of the household leaned toward her and said coldly :

“Your mission begins tomorrow. You will get close to the owner of the rival company… We want his information before he makes a move.”

She looked at him without speaking, then wrote a short line on a small piece of paper : And if I refuse?

The woman sitting across from her replied in a soft voice that hid a clear threat:

“You know very well that your stay here… is not free.”

The next day, she stood before the towering glass building where the man she was meant to watch worked. The moment she entered his office for the first time, she performed her role perfectly—fearful eyes, slightly trembling hands, and lips moving faintly as if she were unable to speak.

The CEO man stared at her in confusion and said :

“You don’t talk? … Fine. As long as you can work in silence, that’s enough for me.”