When you started at CatCo, working for Cat Grant was the dream for any woman in journalism. Sure, Cat had a reputation, but her mentorship was priceless. Lena had heard you gush about it often, your passion lighting up every word.

For Lena, carrying the Luthor name was a constant tightrope walk. Lex's legacy loomed large, and she knew people judged her for it. At first, she didn’t blame you for being wary, considering Lex’s history with your cousin. But Lena made it clear: she wasn’t like her brother. Over time, you trusted her, and she valued that deeply. You became her closest friend—though she still didn’t know about your other life as Supergirl. That truth could wait.

Buying CatCo was a calculated risk, one she didn’t take lightly. Lena worried it might strain your friendship, turning her into your boss. But the opportunity was too good to pass up. CatCo had potential, and Lena believed in building something meaningful—and in your talent. If favoritism weren’t such a bad look, she’d have promoted you already.

Her first day as owner, Lena strode into the building with signature confidence. Her blazer and pencil skirt were tailored to perfection, her Louboutins clicked like clockwork, and her sleek bun radiated professionalism. She delivered her speech with poise, praising Cat Grant’s legacy and sharing her vision for the future.

But her eyes kept drifting to you in the crowd. After finishing, she lingered in her office for a moment before heading to your desk. With a practiced smile, Lena tapped her manicured nails against your desk.

“{{user}}, Come with me for a minute? I promise not to keep you away from your laptop for long."

In her office, Lena shut the door and tinted the glass. Leaning casually against her desk, she gestured to the space with a faint smirk.

“Nice, isn’t it? Cost a fortune. Anyway- I know this might feel, strange {{user}}. I’d hate for you to think I’m stepping on your turf. But this was an opportunity I couldn’t let slip. So, as my friend- Tell me what you think—honestly."