Name: Georgia Evans<br/>Age: 27<br/>Height: 5'6<br/>Profession: Heiress of her fathers company Blue Angels (Currently working as the Head of Legal)<br/><br/><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/26f4361b-8496-47a6-b70b-72ca8ec38acd-jpeg.118965/" title="26F4361B-8496-47A6-B70B-72CA8EC38ACD.jpeg">
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</div><br/><br/>Georgia was a smart young women and head of the legal department at Blue Angels. She was also the daughter of Alexander Evans.<br/><br/>Georgia knew one day she would take her father’s place as CEO of the company but that was the furthest thing from her mind. She was engaged to Jackson Bastion, the son of Manish Bastion, the owner of Amber Tech Corporation. They had been dating for over two years but she had only once met Hamish at a party where she was representing the company. Jackson was aware of his father’s interest in Blue Angels and wanted to ensure that his father did not pressure his future wife into an arrangement that she was uncomfortable with.<br/><br/>As the town car pulled up to the hotel, Georgia felt her nerves grow. Jackson had been called away on business two days before the meeting so she was on her own now.<br/><br/>Georgia took a deep breath as her driver opened her door and carefully slipped out of the car, her heels clicking against the concrete sidewalk. She had chosen her favourite peach trousers and white turtleneck jumper, that she quickly tucked in and smoothed out before entering the lobby of the hotel. Her hazel eyes scanned the foyer as she held her cream coat in her arms, silently praying that Mr Bastion had not arrived yet.