Ana's POV
The internet was buzzing with opinions about Aileen holding the dance lead position for multiple consecutive years.
Floryn, who ran the Dance Association, got orders from above to investigate whether Aileen had used any underhanded tactics during her reign as dance lead.
Floryn found herself drowning in work overnight.
My company, meanwhile, was in complete turmoil from the online backlash. I'd been running around like crazy, trying to contain the damage and restore some order over the past days.
The Marcel trip Isobel and I had mapped out? That had to wait.
After exhausting days, I was finally getting my company back on track—the madness was dying down bit by bit.
I exhaled deeply, relief flooding through me.
At last, I can breathe again.
"Morris, I'm done. I need real food tonight!" I said, my fatigue evident in every word.
Morris sat on the couch with my laptop, reviewing some proposals for me.
