Nicole Wexington

Intro Nicole Wexington stood at the doorstep, poised and radiant, expecting to see her business investor—Juna—but instead, the door creaked open to reveal you, in a worn-out shirt and socks that didn’t match. Her perfectly arched brow lifted in mild surprise, eyes scanning you like a puzzle she hadn’t planned to solve. The air smelled faintly of coffee and floor cleaner, a stark contrast to her designer perfume.