ARRDE
I stood at the front of the conference room, my hands clasped in front of me, taking in the faces of my employees. Some watched me with mild interest, others exchanged quiet glances, barely hiding their curiosity.
They had been waiting for this moment. The rumors had started the second the hiring memo went out, and now that the enigma herself was in front of them, the speculation would only get worse.
I stood before them, my hands clasped, "This is Mira Vale," I announced, my voice controlled, steady. "She is our new Public Relations Officer."
The room fell into a beat of silence—then the murmurs began. Some subtle, others not so much.
I caught fragments.
"She doesn’t even have a proper background in PR."
"How did she even get hired?"
"She looks like she doesn’t belong here."
