The black sleek car rolled to a stop in front of Infinity Corporation. A man in a crisp black suit stepped out from the front seat, his movements precise. Without wasting a second, he circled to the back and opened the rear door.

Out stepped a woman draped in an expensive light-pink saree with intricate embroidery — elegance tailored for power. A designer clutch in one hand, oversized sunglasses shielding her eyes, she radiated the polished arrogance of someone used to being noticed. Heads turned instantly, whispers floating in the air.