Brielle's POV
I dedicated my time that morning to work, immersing myself in all the data I’d left behind. After my two weeks of ‘sick’ leave, which was really just a nice way of labeling the chaos in my life, I needed to catch up fast.
I was right in the middle of completing a review when Jameson Watts, the department director who had been with the company since its early startup days, stopped at my desk.
“Hey, Brielle, we have a meeting now.”
“Alright, I’ll be joining shortly,” I said.
As he turned to leave, I stood and grabbed my laptop.
At the conference room, most of the team was already seated. I walked toward the last vacant seat, acutely aware of every pair of eyes following me.
“I bet it feels fantastic to be the soon-to-be Vice Director,” Beatrice whispered, her voice laced
