The next day at 9 AM.
The Design Department held a dedicated meeting to discuss the unresolved drafts for the Prism series.
Before leaving for the conference room, Director Yates sent Sienna several files, asking her to review them at her desk to familiarize herself with their current projects.
The meeting dragged on for hours.
It wasn't until almost noon that Director Yates and a few team leaders pushed the glass doors open, looking visibly drained.
As they walked back to their desks, they couldn't help but vent.
"Mr. Vaughn was genuinely furious this time. He's got a nasty cold sore on the corner of his mouth, almost looks like he got bitten."
"Who'd have the guts to bite him? But you're right, I've never seen him that enraged, even on a bad day."
"It's been months of going back and forth, and we still haven't delivered a draft that satisfies him. He has every right to be angry."
"You can't blame us entirely. We've tried our best. Having every single submission brutally rejected has completely destroyed our confidence."
Director Yates stopped by Sienna's desk and glanced at her monitor. "How's the reading coming along?"
Sienna looked up. "There are a lot of pages. I'm only on the third file."
"That's fine, you're actually reading quite fast," Yates said. "Put those files on hold for now. After lunch, I'll send you a brief. Just draft a basic concept and send it to me before you clock out today."
Sienna nodded.
-
Liam Carter had spotted Sienna sitting in the opposite corner of the room first thing in the morning.
Though their desks were far apart, it was still vastly closer than being on entirely different floors.
During the lunch hour, while Sienna was still busy at her desk, footsteps approached from behind. She looked up and saw his familiar face.


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