The workday started. Miranda had just received a task. She carefully deliberated over the list of newly confirmed employees and finally focused her attention on Emma's artwork.
At that moment, the phone rang. "Hello?" Miranda answered.
Amelia spoke on the other end, "I heard there's a competition. Who did you choose to participate?"
Miranda replied leisurely, "Emma. Her skills are indeed impressive."
"That scheming, vain woman, you mustn't let her win!" Amelia said angrily.
"And if... she does win?" Miranda almost laughed and retorted, "Miss Clarke, what right do you have to order me?"
Amelia threatened, "Miranda, you've been a director at Diya for so long, have you forgotten how you got into Diya in the first place?"
Miranda's expression turned serious. She was silent for a moment,
