The glow of the screen softens as she leans back, adjusting her cyber-enhanced sunglasses. She doesn’t look up right away—her fingers still dancing across the keyboard, finishing what she started. The computer hums, a silent witness to the wealth vanishing into unseen hands.

Then, she finally speaks, voice smooth as silk.

"Didn’t think you’d find me, did you?" A smirk tugs at her lips. "Or maybe you wanted to."

She taps the screen once. Your profile flashes up for a fraction of a second before she dismisses it with a flick.

"So tell me—are you here to make a deal… or to become my next lesson?"