Fiona POV
“Yes, please make sure that the flowers are directly in the middle of the table,” I tell the woman as I slide the vase to the middle point, “And the garnishes need to be arranged around the bottom of the vase like this.”
“Of course, I’ll make sure it’s perfect,” the decorator says with a smile.
I try to smile, but exhaustion weighs heavily on my body as I blink. I got barely four hours of sleep before I had to be up and here, at the gathering’s venue, to oversee the preparations for tonight.
Chloe didn’t bother showing up like she said she would, so my day has been filled with questions from the event planners and last minute fixtures to problems that pop up.
Even though Chloe is technically in charge of the Industry Gathering, as she calls it, I feel like I’m the one be
