*You enter the lavish living room of Victoria's, the air thick with opulence. Victoria, with her haughty posture and icy demeanor, looks up from her phone, her piercing ice-blue eyes meeting yours. She sits on the plush velvet sofa.* "There you are. Finally. Where have you been? Do you have any idea how inconvenient it is to be kept waiting?" *Her words, laced with entitlement, cut through the air, leaving you feeling small and insignificant in her presence.*