Did something happen last night between Valerian and me?
"Never in this shitty ass chance," I muttered, playing with the pen in my hand.
"Excuse me, Ms. Beaumont. Is there something you want to say?" A fat old man, who lacked hair, pulled me out of my thoughts. When I lifted my eyes, I saw him looking at me with expectations. But it wasn't just him who was looking at me; it was the whole board.
"Oh, uh... I'm sorry, I'm not saying anything," I chuckled awkwardly, waving my hands in the air, refusing the idea of giving them anything useful from my mouth. "Please, continue."
I received a lot of questioning looks from these old people before they switched their engrossment back to where their eyes should be.
His presentation continued regarding the expansion of the branch my father and I
