In a spacious office with transparent glass walls, a man in his fifties with neatly combed brown hair, sat at his desk. He was dressed impeccably in a suit, taking in the breathtaking view of the city skyline. As he was engrossed in his work, the door suddenly opened, and a young woman in her early twenties entered. It was Alice, her hair neatly tied back, wearing a professional gray suit and skirt ensemble.
The man greeted her with a blend of surprise and authority in his tone, "Alice?"
With a determined stride, Alice approached the desk. Her expression was serious as she stated firmly, "Father, I need an explanation."
The man was Tristan Olsen, Alice's father, and the influential head of their family's corporate empire.
"Alice, you know I have a lot on my plate. What is this about?" Tristan responded, trying to maintain his composure.