Chapter Eleven.
The presentation.
Emily fumbled with the stack of files on her desk. Her hands trembled as she pulled one out and flipped through the pages, stopping at the highlighted section. She stared at it, took a shaky breath, and walked toward the conference room.
The room was silent. All eyes in the room were fixed on her, listening, waiting and eagerly interested to hear her pitch her idea.
For a moment, her pulse picked, her nerves rising, and confidence trickled to spill away.
She stood still in front of the board of directors from both companies Glam’s and Graham's. Emily felt that quick, breathless pressure in her chest and recognised it. It was her mind telling her she would fumble. She tightened her grip feeling extremely nervous.
Emily didn't want to make a mess
