Jessica9999000
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The click of Louboutin heels echoed through the marble lobby of Krittin Industries' flagship tower, each step precise and elegant against the polished floor. The sound alone commanded attention. Sharp, confident, expensive.
Heads turned. They always did.
"Good morning, Mrs. Krittin!"
"Mrs. Krittin, you look beautiful today!"
"Mrs. Krittin, that suit is gorgeous!"
As the elevator doors slid closed, the lobby returned to its normal volume, but the energy had shifted. It always did when Mrs. Krittin visited. Like a celebrity had just walked through, or royalty, or both.