The hall was gripped by silence as James Crawford methodically opened the files, one after another. Every gesture was precise—his demeanor a testament to years of forensic auditing and corporate share valuation.
He pulled out a sleek digital scanner and a folder sealed with the insignia of the National Board of Shareholding and Audit Affairs, instantly commanding silent respect from everyone in the room.
Jessica stood confidently at the far end of the table, her arms slightly crossed, watching him with unshaken composure, not a flicker of anxiety in her gaze.
James expertly scanned the documents. He checked embedded watermarks, cross-referenced signature patterns, and validated timestamps with an encrypted system on his tablet.
His gloved hands moved in elegant and quick precision, his forehead furrowing only when verifying details meticulously.
