Over the weekend, Isabelle spent most of her time working on the final draft for the Green Leaf Project design.
After her draft had been re-adopted, she had needed to prepare a more detailed plan that was to be used for the project. She had barely rested at all over the weekend as she pushed herself to make it perfect.
She didn’t believe Naomi’s taunts that she was talentless and didn’t belong to a company like the Larson Group, but she wasn’t taking any chances. She was determined to give nothing but the best, until she was satisfied that it was the best plan she could come up with.
By the time Monday came along, there were dark circles under her eyes, and anyone who took a look at her could tell she hadn’t rested at all.
When she got to work, she headed to the design director’s offic
