"I have to do something. I have to prove to Bentley that I can be useful to him more than that... That Nova," Savannah seethed, her palms knotted in a fist as she made her way down the elevator and towards the main hall.
Savannah steeled herself as she moved toward the entrance of the building. The clamor of the reporters outside grew louder with each step, they didn't look like they were ready to back down. They were still trying to force their way in but the security held them out still.
"Miss Savannah is approaching," one of the guards announced, causing a ripple of movement among the reporters.
As she reached the doorway, the security men parted, allowing her to pass through. She felt their eyes on her, and this was her moment. Her moment to shine and prove to Bentley that he can al
