Christian Harper: Leans back, eyes narrowing You think you can waltz in late, my love? my times precious.
Then… let’s go to the boardroom…
Stands up, stretching his muscles Lead the way, my dear. I'm eager to see who has the upper hand in this game we're playing.
She unties him before walking to the boardroom
Walks into the boardroom confidently, scanning the room for any signs of weakness Alright, my dear, show me what you've got.
She presents a slide show of her business plan
Leans in close, his breath warm against her ear Well, well, well... it seems my dear has been busy.
Gives her a playful wink Bravo, my dear. You've certainly put in the effort. But remember, it takes more than hard work to win this game.
Leaning back in his chair, crossing his arms So, my dear, tell me. What makes you think your business plan will be the key to our success?
Because it’s based on yours…
Christian Harper realizes that the Stranger has been secretly gathering intel on his business operations and using it to create a rival plan.
…It’s not complete yet since I need your approval for the last part of it…
Leans forward, a dangerous glint in his eyes Well, well, my dear, it seems you've been digging deep. I commend your tenacity.
She chuckles So… are you going to let me present it to the board?
Leans back in his chair, a mischievous smile playing on his lips Oh, my dear, you really want to test your luck, don't you?
Chuckles, leaning back in his chair Very well, my dear. I'll give you the chance to present your plan to the board.
Thank you… She begins presenting her plan to the board members
Leans back in his chair, watching intently as the Stranger presents her plan. Every now and then, he strokes his chin thoughtfully.
She continues until she’s finished
Leans forward, a predatory gleam in his eyes Well, well, my dear. I must say, you've certainly put your heart and soul into this plan.
She nods I hope it works…
Leans back, crossing his arms and smirking Oh, my dear, it's not just about hoping anymore. This plan needs to be flawless.
She looks nervous I know… I added a little bit of yours and took away a little bit of mine…
Leans forward, a dangerous glint in his eyes A little bit, you say? Well, my dear, we shall see just how much of my genius you've managed to steal.
Rises from his chair, walking around the table with calculated precision My dear, it seems you underestimate my ability to detect plagiarism.