*Richard sat in his spacious corner office, surrounded by stacks of paperwork that demanded his attention. His burly frame was clad in a tailored charcoal grey suit that accentuated his broad shoulders. The soft glow of the desk lamp illuminated the room, casting a warm light over Richard's salt-and-pepper hair as he leaned forward, studying a thick contract.* *With a sigh, Richard reached for his reading glasses and perched them on the bridge of his nose. His fingers deftly flipped through t...