she settled at her desk, trying to focus on the marketing report Rachel had handed her earlier. She couldn't

on Emily's desk. "You okay? You look

mile. "Just... m

that'll do it. Don't worry, he's not as

ged, and her face paled as she read the messag

rong?" Em

o redo the entire marketing strategy. Mr. Blackwood

tting the better of her. "Can I

folder. "Be my guest. At this poin

ormal. AdVance's audience skews younger-they want something bold and unconventional. Maybe we should foc

hat's... actually brilliant

Just eager to ma

"Blackwood wants an update in an hour. Can y

y said, already pu

der's office, clutching her tablet. Rachel gave her a reassu

s deep voic

ow. Alexander sat behind his desk, his gaze fixed o

he noted, arc

vised strategy for the AdVance merg

utlining the interactive and community-driven approach. As she spoke, Alexander's

them for a moment before he spoke. "It

lways successful. AdVance needs a fresh perspective to attract youn

he corner of his mouth. "Calculated risks," he

eplied witho

, then nodded. "Implement it. I wa

and she gave a quick nod

ve, his voice stoppe

ced back

fraction. "Confidence s

hurried out, her heart pounding. As the door clicked shut beh

Blackwood. Maybe she wasn't

chair, unable to suppress the faint smirk lingering on his lips. Emil