"Do you think they will be calm enough to listen?"
For the first time, Sheila voiced her fears to her personal assistant. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake them off. There were too many "what ifs" haunting her mind.
The three million had done a lot—in fact, they managed to launch new designs in just 24 hours, and surprisingly, they were selling. But the stain of her crumbling company might still leave a lasting impact on the shareholders.
"What, ma’am?" Andrew asked, his hands by his side as he observed her. She stood tall; her gaze fixed on nothing as the elevator carried them to the floor where the meeting would take place. There was no visible worry on her face, nothing to give away what she was thinking.
She finally turned to him, lips pressing together before she sp
