Dropping the Facade

Sylvia stared at the embossed Valerian document as if it had offended her personally. The sheer impossibility of the claim temporarily stripped away her haughty composure. "What is the meaning of this garbage?" she hissed, jabbing a manicured finger at the file. "Do you honestly think you can pass this off as real?"

Cordelia took a seat on the adjacent armchair, her gaze resting heavily on the wo