Chapter 9

Chresabto’s Pov

“And what exactly am I supposed to do with that?” I asked no one in particular “You call this your grand idea?” I turned to Mrs Powell who stood at front of the conference room with the projector light reflecting on some part of her face and body.

The past few days had been a hectic one for me, the company had lost so much lately and I have been given a deadline by the investors else they’ll have to pull out and go for our rival company.

“What the hell is wrong with you all?” I asked again, this time my voice rang in every edge of the room and I hit my hands on the table angrily while I got on my feet “You had just one job to come up with something exceptional, yet you decide to present me this trash”