In the heart of the bustling city, a sleek, black McLaren sat parked outside a gleaming skyscraper, its polished surface reflecting the vibrant lights of the metropolis. The building was home to the prestigious law firm, "Frostwood and Associates", where Alexander Frostwood, a renowned lawyer and the only heir of Frostwood Empire, spent most of his days.
Inside his spacious office, Alexander sat on a plush, leather chair, his blue eyes fixed intently on the papers scattered across his desk. His gazed darted between the documents and his laptop screen, which displayed the confidential information of his clients. The soft hum of the air conditioner and the faint scent of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, creating a sense of calm and focus.
The walls of his office were adorned with framed law degrees and accolades, while shelves lined with leather-bound books seemed to stretch up to the ceiling. A grand, mahogany desk sat at the center of the room, meticulously organized with legal documents and a sleek laptop. Soft lighting cast a warm glow, creating a welcoming yet authoritative ambiance.
As the clock struck midnight, Alexander's assistant, John, knocked on the door, breaking the silence. "Sir, it's already midnight. You should head home. Mrs. Frostwood must be waiting for you."
Alexander looked up, his eyes narrowing slightly as he replied, "Have you found the documents related to the Enthony house?"
"Yes, sir," John replied, his voice steady.
"Great. I'll head home for now. Send me the documents before afternoon," Alexander instructed, his voice firm but polite.
As John departed, Alexander stood up, his tall, lean frame unfolding from the chair. He stretched, his shoulders relaxing, and began to make his way out of the office.
The next morning.
"Come on!. Why they are not showing the results?".
A young and ambitious pharmacist, sat nervously in front of her laptop, her eyes fixed on the screen as she waited for the interview results. She had graduated from the prestigious Health and Science University and had always dreamed of working in a research center for a multinational company. Her brown eyes widened as the results finally appeared on the screen.
"No way!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with excitement. "How is this possible?"
Her mother, who had been watching from the sidelines, rushed over to congratulate her. "Kara, you did it! You're going to work for Frostwood Pharmaceutical Company!"
Kara's father joined in, beaming with pride. "We're so proud of you, sweetie. You got this intelligence from me, didn't you?".
Kara's mother playfully rolled her eyes. "Oh, please, dear. Our daughter is intelligent, and she got that from me."
As the family celebrated, Kara couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. She had worked hard to achieve her dreams, and now, she was finally an employee of one of the most successful companies in Germany.
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Alexander was waiting for his client to arrive at his office. He checked his watch for what felt like the hundredth time, his patience wearing thin.
"Why are they not here yet?" he muttered to himself.
His assistant, John, tried to reassure him. "Sir, they'll be here in a minute or two. Please be patient."
Just then, a knock on the door interrupted the silence. "Come in," Alexander called out, his voice firm.
Mr. Enthony and his husband entered the office, exchanging formal greetings before delving into the details of their case. Alexander listened intently, his eyes narrowing as he analyzed the information.
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Destined Love [Under editing]
Mistério / SuspenseAlexander Frostwood, a distinguished lawyer haunted by his mother's untimely death, finds himself entwined in a passionate love affair. But it's only in losing her that he discovers his unwavering resolve: "He had her, he lost her, he'll make her h...