Savannah left her office shortly and hurried down the hallway, her heels clicking sharply against the polished floor. As she approached the reception hall, she noticed a crowd of reporters swarming outside the company's building, their cameras flashing and microphones thrust forward.
"How are they here so soon? The f**k!"
Security guards struggled to keep them at bay, forming a barrier between the relentless media and the entrance.
"Miss Savannah! Miss Savannah!" The reporters called out as they sighted her, struggling against the security guards to get in.
"Miss Savannah is it true-- Miss Savannah! Miss Savannah!"
"I need to get to Bentley. This isn't good at all."
She quickened her pace, feeling her heart beating fast in her chest. This was worse than she had imagined. She needed
