Madame Sky gulped the bottle of water and cleared her throat. Her eyes moved slowly over the papers in front of her, lingering a bit longer as if trying to drag the tension in the room.“Let's welcome LongVere Publishing as the third company on my list…” She announced with a wide smile. Applause broke out immediately as people cheered in excitement.A young woman stepped forward from the crowd, visibly stunned, her hand flying to her chest as though to confirm she had heard correctly. She shrieked as she stood on the spot, unable to move as tears rolled down her eyes. The camera lights shifted toward her, capturing every second of her disbelief.“Yes, Ms. LongVere. Please come forward,” The ushers hurried to the woman, leading her way as she climbed the stage. She sniffed back tears, nodding in appreciation as she took Madame Sky's hand.“LongVere Publishing is not the biggest company here tonight…” Madame Sky. “But what caught my attention was their rare marketing strategies. One l

Murmurs of agreement rose up in the audience. People shuffled their feets, the disappointment clearly written on their faces. The others grumbled, still wiping at their soiled dresses. “This is so embarrassing! I don't understand, why hasn't security come to pick up this server trash already?!”“I want her locked up!”A woman stormed forward, holding her white flowing gown. “You bitch!” She lurched suddenly at the crying server on the floor, grabbing her hair by the root and dragging it. “I rented this dress to be here and now you've spoiled it, you idiot! What am I going to do now? What?! How am I going to pay for damages!”A loud cry erupted from the woman on her knees as she kept crying. Her entire body was shaking. “Pl…please, I'll pay it. I'll work harder to—”“You'll do nothing of that sort, you hear me?! Even if you sell yourself and your entire useless family, it cannot measure up to this dress, bitch!”The woman grabbed her hair tighter, ignoring the protests from a few gues

“Are the shareholders all gathered?” Lydia asked, a blank look on her face.“Yes ma, but... but there's a…problem,”Lydia stamped an irritated hand on the desk. “You know how much I hate stuttering. Speak up! What happened?”“The shareholders decided to begin the meeting without you. They said you'd join them when you arrived. I'm sorry, ma. I tried to stop them, but they refused to listen.”“What?” Her eyes hardened instantly. “Who the hell ordered a meeting in my company? Is that person asking for death?”“I don't know, ma… but—”“Prepare a few sack letters. Most of those idiots are going to be needing one before the day ends,” Lydia growled as she headed to the meeting room in anger. She pushed open the door with a bang and the shareholders jumped in shock.“So you’ve all graduated to holding meetings without me?” she said stiffly, forcing her voice to stay level even as rage burned behind her eyes. “Let me remind you, this is still my company.”The events of the last few days wer

Sophie looked up with a frown at the interruption. Her eyes were cold, like she was tired of her job already. She did not speak immediately, instead her eyes moved slowly, accessing the angry face of the visitor before her. She leaned back in her chair, one hand resting lightly against the desk, her posture relaxed yet commanding. One eyebrow lifted subtly, as if questioning why someone would walk into her office without permission. “Yes?” she said at last, her tone as polite as possible. “Do we have an appointment?”“I’m Lydia Winters,” Lydia said, forcing confidence into her tone. “CEO of Winters Limited. I'm here to discuss something very important that couldn't wait,”Rather than offering her a seat, Sophie continued to observe her under her lashes. She fought the urge to roll her eyes. Ugh. So proud. “I came to understand why our contract was terminated without prior notice,” Lydia continued, her words spilling out quickly. “And why your establishment is attempting to assume co