The moment she stops waiting, everything starts

A lone executive stands at the center of an empty, glass-walled trading floor at dawn, city skyline glowing behind towering windows, the last screen in the room flickering to life with cascading market data reflected across the marble floor; the camera starts tight on her calm, focused face then slowly pulls back and rises, revealing rows of dark monitors igniting one by one like dominoes racing toward her as unseen algorithms wake the exchange, soft golden light sweeping across polished floors as her expression shifts into a quiet, knowing smile; the mood is tense yet triumphant, cinematic and hushed, the kind of silence before power moves, ending on a slow overhead shot as the entire floor blazes to life around her like a city igniting at once, leaving the viewer with a chill of ambition fulfilled.