Emma arrived at the company early in the morning and immediately knocked on Miranda Joyce's office door. "Good morning, Ms. Joyce," she greeted politely, placing a file on the desk. "Here's the proposal you requested."
"Proposal?" Miranda leaned back, seemingly surprised Emma had finished on time. She raised an eyebrow, crossed her legs, and opened the file.
Miranda swayed her foot, skimming the document casually. Suddenly, she paused and lifted her gaze to Emma. With a slow, deliberate tone, she asked, "Emma, are you certain you did this yourself?"
"Yes, Ms. Joyce," Emma replied, meeting Miranda's gaze, her tone even. "I can make further revisions if necessary."
Ethan had only helped Emma outline a few ideas; she'd completed every detail of the proposal herself. Emma's answer was hone
