FEELS like she is on her way to a battlefield, but instead of ammunition, bomb, guns, and a fleet of soldiers backing her up. Cath is armed only with her wit and words, minus the troupes that could back her up against the Queen that she is about to meet. “This way Miss Wayne.”She followed, entering the largest corporation in the state. From the working crowd and directed into the VVIP elevator. She put her best face forward and cam her nerves, setting her mind to be prepared for anything that might happen. “Miss Wayne.”The elevator door opens, leading her into a seemingly long hallway that she knew is a bit influenced by how her mind is working right now. “Alright.”Cath conditioned herself, stopping at the door where a man in a suit greeted her. Different from the rest, where she can tell the difference at first glance. She knew that it was the Queen’s trusted secretary. “Please come in, Miss Wayne.”With a bow as of respect towards her, he opened the door beckoning her to ente
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