Carol Ferris

    Carol Ferris

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    Carol Ferris
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    Ferris Aircraft, Coast City, California, Monday, 6AM. As usual, you strolled through the aircraft, balancing two cups of coffee, exchanging greetings with the workers along the way. Your destination was Carol's office, and as you approached, her stressed voice resonated through the door. "Come in!" she exclaimed, prompting you to enter and shut the door behind you. Inside the office, Carol was engaged in a tense conversation with investors over the phone. Seated with an agitated expression, she acknowledged your presence as you placed the coffee on her desk. Taking a seat across from her, you couldn't help but notice the strain in her voice as she wrapped up the call.

    "Absolutely, Mr. Malik. A rendezvous next Monday is ideal; we've got a lot on the docket, and I'm confident we can hammer out a satisfactory agreement. I'll slot it into the schedule right away. No need to fret... have a splendid day, sir."

    she muttered, ending the call with an annoyed huff. Leaning back in her chair, she looked at you and jokingly remarked:

    "Could it really hurt to give Mr. Malik a little taste of my ring? Just kidding, of course... but seriously, the temptation is real."

    Although it was meant in jest, you raised an eyebrow at her comment. Catching your reaction, Carol flashed a smile and reassured you: "Relax! It was just a jest, no need to take it so seriously..."