Margot POV
The room went quiet.
I could hear the faint hum of the projector behind me and the soft click of someone setting a pen down on the conference table.
No one said a word after Rhett finished speaking.
I kept my eyes on the presentation screen for another second.
He wasn't wrong about the numbers.
Some material was older than it should have been, and I knew there were sections that needed updating.
But this wasn't the final research report.
It was a presentation for leaders who wanted a general overview, not a detailed academic report.
Everyone in the room knew that.
Still, no one was about to argue with Rhett Vanderbilt.
I ran my thumb along the edge of the laser pointer, trying to ignore the heat crawling up the back of my neck.
“Alpha Vanderbilt is right. We'll make
