Karen hurried out of the room in shorts and a tank top, feeling a rush of nerves as she noticed the smile on Van's lips. "Not bad, my wife sent them to you," he remarked.
His wife? Tonia would be thrilled in this outfit but Karen wasn't comfortable. The source was the only reason she didn't reject it. "Please thank her for me." she replied, trying to hide her discomfort.
Van picked up on her hesitation. "You don't seem to like it," he observed.
"It's more Tonia's style. I want to be different," Karen explained with a forced smile, relieved that Van didn't seem offended.
Van nodded understandingly. "I get that. But if you want to make an impression in front of a board one day, you need to have a killer look to match your super brain."
Karen knew she had to make sacrifices t
