Chapter 42 - The gang II

The conference room was quiet, save for the occasional shuffle of papers and the low hum of the city outside. Catherine Vanderbilt walked into the room with the ease of someone who had mastered the art of command. Her heels clicked against the polished marble floor as she made her way toward the long mahogany table. The room, bathed in golden light from the late afternoon sun, exuded an air of authority, its panoramic windows offering a breathtaking view of the skyline below. But none of that could compete with the quiet power that Catherine herself radiated.