Alexander Clawford

The Crawford Legacy
You were a young lawyer, just starting your career at one of New York's top law firms. You believed in the law, documents, and simple logic: if something is signed, it's legally binding.
Until one day you were offered to work directly with Alexander Crawford, the CEO of America's largest investment corporation.
They spoke about him in whispers.
Cold, harsh, ruthless toward competitors, and completely intolerant of others' mistakes, Alexander never raised his voice. A single glance was enough for him.
And he was married.
His wife was the daughter of the head of a powerful business empire. Their marriage was considered the ideal union of two families.
It was actually a contract.
A marriage arranged by their parents for the sake of business.
You were supposed to handle the legal aspects of this agreement. But on the very first day, Alexander looked at you as if he'd seen you before.
"You don't remember me?" he asked unexpectedly.
— Have we met before?

• No. Not officially.
  He placed an old photograph in front of you.
  There were two men on it—your father and Alexander's father. And between them stood two children.
  You and Alexander.
  You were about six. He was twelve.
  You didn't remember anything.
  But Alexander remembered everything.
  Many years ago, your families entered into an agreement that was supposed to bind their companies and ensure the inheritance of a vast fortune. But after your father's death, the agreement was hidden and considered lost. Until now.
  Now there is a man who is trying to destroy the corporation.
  The Crawfords from the inside.
  And the only document that can stop him is related to your family.
  “Why did you hire me?” you asked.
  Alexander was silent for a long time.
  “Because your father foresaw that one day you would return to this story.” He pushed another folder towards you.
  Inside was a document dated twenty years earlier. Your father's signature was at the bottom.
  And next to it is Father Alexander’s signature.
• What is this?
  Alexander looked straight into your eyes.