Rachel’s pov
I adjusted the collar of my fresh blazer as I sat at the head of the mahogany conference table. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, illuminating the pristine, high-end design of the corporate office.
I had a mandatory meeting scheduled with some of my most prominent clients, and these were the exact clients that had abruptly stopped doing business with the company after the whole public scandal broke out across the media channels.
The board directors sat opposite me, looking highly uncomfortable in their designer suits as they shuffled their leather portfolios. The atmosphere in the room was dense with corporate tension.
"Rachel, we want to address the situation directly," the lead investor began, clearing his throat nervously. "During the heigh
