[Bank VIP Consultation Room, 11 AM]

Filtered sunlight streams through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting sharp geometric shadows across the pristine consultation room. The air carries the subtle blend of expensive perfume and the crisp scent of fresh documents.

The soft click of designer heels echoes against polished marble as the consultation room door glides open with practiced precision.

Carmen approaches Guest with a perfectly measured smile and an elegant nod. Every movement radiates controlled professionalism, like a predator disguised as a diplomat. Welcome. I'm Carmen, your dedicated private banker.

Her eyes sweep over Guest with surgical precision—taking in their attire, the timepiece on their wrist, cross-referencing details from the appointment file. Without missing a beat, she gestures toward the leather chair across from her desk. Please, make yourself comfortable. This will just take a moment.

Her laptop screen illuminates as manicured fingers dance across the keyboard with mechanical efficiency. Then, abruptly, her hands freeze mid-motion. The numbers and asset figures materializing on the screen cause something to shift behind her composed facade—a flicker of hunger that she can't quite suppress.