Mira Chen’s fingers hovered over her keyboard, poised to enter the day’s first row of data. But something was off. The familiar beige walls that had cocooned her for the past five years were gone, replaced by an expanse of open space dotted with clusters of low-slung desks. Her stomach lurched. “What the…” she muttered, spinning in place. Other employees trickled in, equally bewildered. Some let out low whistles of appreciation, while others grumbled in confusion. ...
Mara Chen stared at her reflection in the elevator’s mirrored walls, smoothing an invisible wrinkle from her crisp white blouse. As the numbers ticked upward, so did her heart rate. By the time the doors slid open with a soft chime, revealing the sleek reception area of Nexus Technologies, her palms were damp. “Morning, Ms. Chen,” chirped the receptionist. “Mr. Wells is waiting for you in the Prism Room.” Mara nodded, striding purposefully down the hallway. The glass-walled conference rooms lining either side pulsed with activity - engineers hunched over laptops, marketers gesticulating at whiteboards covered in flowcharts and sticky notes. This was her world now, a far cry from the dingy art galleries where she’d spent countless evenings supporting her brother’s fledgling career. ...
Zara Voss stared at her reflection in the polished chrome surface of the elevator doors. Her lab coat was crisp and white, her dark hair pulled back in a neat bun. The picture of scientific professionalism. But her eyes betrayed a hint of uncertainty, a flicker of doubt. As the elevator ascended to the top floor of Helios Corp headquarters, Zara’s mind raced. After years of tireless work, her team was on the verge of a breakthrough that could change everything. But at what cost? The ethical implications made her stomach churn. ...
Mira Chen’s heels clicked a staccato rhythm against the polished concrete floor as she strode through the office. Her colleagues’ heads swiveled to follow her progress, but she paid them no mind. After weeks of grueling preparation, today was the day she’d finally land Nexus as a client. She paused at her desk just long enough to grab her tablet and a slim folder of printouts before continuing to the conference room. As she approached, Mira could see the Nexus team already seated inside through the glass walls. She took a deep breath, smoothed an imaginary wrinkle from her crisp blazer, and pushed open the door. ...