“Are you feeling better?” Garreth asked me when we finished eating the whole tub of Baskin Robbins. We were both aware that I was on a diet but I still gave in to the temptation of ice cream. Maybe I just felt really stressed out that I am being outcasted by the agency that I helped build.
I leaned my head on his shoulder. “I am not,” I replied.
I am not contented. Prayne and I went to speak with Miss V a while ago but she wasn’t in the office. Her secretary said that she went on a meeting with another prospect for brand endorsement. She said it was a huge project so she didn’t waste time on it.
“Why do I feel like this project is going to Renee?” Prayne asked me while we were waiting in front of the lift.
I looked straight to the door, expressionless because I am already so tired
