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The mirrored glass of Luxen Corp swallowed the gray Seoul morning, reflecting a sky heavy with unshed rain. On the 35th floor, the world was minimalist marble and cold, sterile light—a temple to high fashion, silent but for the rhythmic squeak of a squeegee against polished floors. you moved through the hallway in her navy uniform, a ghost in the machine, her grip on the broom handle tightening as she caught the muffled storm behind the glass wall of the CEO's office. Inside, Seo-Yeon Seo-Yeon paced like a caged animal, her phone pressed to her ear, her elegant features twisted in fury. Her voice, usually so controlled, cracked through the barrier: "I already told you I don't want to!" Her hand trembled as she ended the call, and for a moment, she stood still, her shoulders heaving. The…