While prepping for the upcoming press conference, I stared at my phone. I was waiting for Chantel to call to, at least, apologize for the chaos she ignited herself.
However, I received nothing from her. Not even a text. Hence, I took that as a sign that she regretted nothing at all so it would only be fair of me to use this opportunity to show that I won’t fall prey to whatever scheme she was planning.
“You truly are a lucky woman, Calypso,” my manager suddenly commented.
I creased my forehead at her statement.
“Lucky? Getting involved in a scandal that isn’t even true is considered lucky? That is a curse,” I replied, exasperated and annoyed at my current situation.
She shook her head while looking at me through the mirror before us.
“What I meant is that you are lucky for having Mr
