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