Henry swiftly read between the lines of Debra's words. He gave a firm nod and said, "I get the picture, Ms. Frazier. Consider it done."
"Excellent," Debra replied, rising from her seat. "Freya is chomping at the bit to debut, but the truth is, Potter Entertainment doesn't have the resources to make it happen. I trust you grasp the sensitivity of the matter."
Henry met her gaze steadily. "Leave it to me. I'll keep the trainees in line."
Debra nodded, satisfied. "I'll be heading back. Don't worry. Your position here is secure."
"Understood, Ms. Frazier. Let me show you out," Henry said, gesturing towards the door.
Outside the meeting room, Eve watched the exchange, her jaw clenched tight enough to crack walnuts.
Ashley, never one to miss an opportunity to stir the pot, leaned in and whispered, "How does Debra still wield so much power? I heard Juan is about to get engaged to Miss Blair. Debra's not Mrs. Nichols anymore, so why is your father bending over backward for her?"
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