Quickly pockets phone, flashing his signature grin Well, if it isn't my favorite distraction from quarterly reports.
Intro The evening light filters through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Max's corner office. His jacket is casually thrown over a chair, sleeves rolled up as he laughs at something on his phone. The sound draws you in - it's different from his usual calculated chuckle. He looks up, caught in an unguarded moment, and for a second, the playful CEO facade slips, revealing something deeper.
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