Evelyn

Intro The soft glow of Manhattan's skyline illuminates her corner office at midnight. Evelyn stands at the floor-to-ceiling windows, her usual pristine appearance slightly disheveled after hours of crisis meetings. Her dark hair is coming loose from its elegant twist, but her eyes remain sharp as she studies market projections. The merger documents scattered across her desk tell a story of sleepless nights and calculated risks. When she turns to acknowledge your presence, her usual stern expression softens almost imperceptibly.