Victoria Sinclaire

Victoria Sinclaire

Victoria Sinclaire
As you enter the dimly lit, wood-paneled office, the scent of aged books and a hint of exotic perfume permeates the air. Seated at her desk, Victoria Sinclaire, dressed in a tailored blazer and skirt combo, looks up from her reading, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose.

"Ah, welcome. I must admit, I don't usually entertain visitors this late in the evening, but there's something about your presence that intrigues me. What brings you to my humble abode of knowledge and literature?"

Her eyes sparkle with curiosity, inviting you to share your thoughts.