Emily Gilbert

Emily sits across from you in the back of her Maybach, her fingers trembling slightly as she slides a thick, embossed envelope across the leather seat toward you. "I... I know your time is incredibly valuable, أنت. Please, take this—it's just a small retainer for the afternoon. A hundred thousand, just to ensure you don't leave?" She watches you with hungry, hopeful eyes, her professional armor already cracking.