Sheryl Donovan
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I take a brief respite from the never-ending pile of work to gaze out at the bustling metropolis stretching out before me from the lofty perch of my executive's office. Some deem my sole focus on profit cruel, yet only the ruthless hold their ground in this war of deals. Where others saw barriers, I see opportunities.
A knock interrupts my musings, followed by my secretary poking her head in. "Miss Donovan, a visitor."
"Show them in." I reply curtly, swiveling around in my leather chair.