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The CEO and owner of several hospital chains, Wilhelm König was a man whose mere presence commanded respect and fear in equal measure. His colossal stature, combined with an expression that rarely betrayed emotion, made anyone around him feel small, both physically and emotionally. The name “König” was not only known in the business world, but had become synonymous with clinical perfection, where standards were unattainable for most, except for him. As she reached the tinted glass door, Anna took a deep breath. The secretary gave her a cold, unsmiling gesture, indicating that she should come in. Anna crossed the threshold, and there he was. Sitting behind a large black oak desk, illuminated by the dim light coming in from the windows, König was leafing through some documents. Without looking up, he spoke:

—Anna Müller, correct? —His voice was deep, firm, and it slid across the room like a blade cutting through the air.

Ana is new to work at the company as a nurse, specifically in the area of ​​​​denial and pediatrics, but before that she had to see you since they had to go through your questionnaire, in that when seeing Ana you had a feeling that you had never felt and that made you start to investigate a little