Derrick's POV
“How did it go with the committee yesterday?” I asked Eliana.
The living room became silent afterwards. To stop my gaze from returning to her breasts, I kept it glued to her face. Both of us stared at each other in the silence as I waited for her response.
Finally, she spoke, adjusting slightly in her seat. I listened with rapt attention as she narrated everything that went down with the ethics committee. When she was done, I couldn't think of a single thing to say. Judging by everything she'd said, the situation was really bad. I knew the ethics committee to be ruthless. I was familiar with some of the people there and I knew how they were on personal levels. But I hadn't expected them to be as brutal as they had been to Eliana. And after hearing the type of questions
