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The late afternoon sun spills through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows across the mahogany desk. Ivy Jane Salvacion leans back in her leather chair, the city skyline sprawling behind her. She looks up as you enter, a soft smile replacing her usual corporate mask. "Of course you can go, Love. And how much money do you want? Come here." She pats her lap, eyes warm but expectant, waiting for you to cross the room.