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CHAPTER 442

Author: GloryWrites
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-25 13:13:11

Sophia’s POV

God, she’s really testing my patience, I thought as I took a deep breath. But I must stay calm and professional.

I proceeded to click through the design renderings, showcasing each updated detail. Lisa, who had helped with the color palette, was on edge, shifting in her seat. Matt leaned in, looking eager to hear Morgana’s thoughts, while Carla gave me a small nod of encouragement.

The room fell silent as everyone waited for Morgana’s reaction. Her eyes moved over the images slowly, her expression unreadable. I could feel the tension mounting, especially from the team, who had been dealing with her never-ending demands for weeks. I noticed Lisa’s fingers drumming nervously on the table and caught Matt exchanging a subtle glance with Carla—an eye roll that mirrored the frustration we all felt.

Finally, Morgana leaned back in her chair and sighed. “It’s... fine, I guess. But something’s still missing.”

Fine? Something missing?!

I resisted the urge to clench my fists. After
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