I had my shower and put on the brand-new outfit that I got from the boutique the last time we went shopping.
I wore a dark blue straight gown and wore a black suit jacket on it. I wore a pair of black heels which had some little sparkles around it. I stood in front of my mirror appreciating my looks. I had done a wonderful job on my face. The make-up was simple yet elegant. My lips popped red as a result of the gloss I applied after applying a red lipstick.
My hair was perfectly packed up into a nice ponytail.
“Perfect,” I muttered to myself before picking up my handbag and exiting my bedroom.
As we entered the boardroom, the tension was clear. Victor and his allies were also there, just as I expected their expressions had a combination of confidence and skepticism.
Nevertheless, I
