Chapter 9 Well Done

• ~Sienna~
• As Lucas dismissed everyone for a ten-minute break, I made my way out of the conference room, my heart thumping like a jackhammer. I was on edge, trying to shake off the nerves that crawled up my spine. I’d been handed a golden opportunity—or rather, tossed into it—and the stakes were so high it made my head spin.
• Just as I was steadying myself in the hall, Derrick approached, a subtle smile on his face. He held out a sleek shopping bag in his hand, emblazoned with the logo of none other than Alexander McQueen.