Liora's POV
The next morning, Clara appeared at my desk before I had even finished my first cup of coffee. "You look awake," she said.
I looked up from my computer. "That's because I am awake."
"Barely."
I laughed and set my mug down. "Good morning to you too."
Clara smiled before placing a folder on my desk. "I wasn't joking yesterday."
"About what?"
"The project."
I looked down at the folder. The logo printed across the front belonged to one of the largest luxury lifestyle brands in New York.
My eyebrows lifted immediately. "This project?"
"That project."
I looked back at her. "You want me involved?"
"I want your help."
For a moment, I genuinely thought she was kidding because the campaign was huge. The firm had spent months trying to secure the account, and now that they fi
