Nara’s POV
The moment those boardroom doors swung open, it felt like someone had let a pack of hungry sharks loose in the hallway. Whispers snapped through the air like live wires, cutting and stinging with every syllable.
I swear I could feel every single pair of eyes dragging over me like I was a fresh slab of meat on the auction block. Some faces were smug, others fake-smiling, and a good number? Giving me stink-eyes so hard, I half-expected one of them to leap at me with a butter knife.
“Oh, ten percent… did you hear that?” one hissed under their breath, pretending to scroll through their phone.
“She must’ve done something for it,” another one snickered, all but rolling her eyes so hard I thought they’d get stuck.
“I give it a month before Evelyn guts her like a fish,” someone whi
