Sienna’s Pov
The phone slipped slightly in my sweating palm.
Forty percent of our entire budget was gone. Just like that. On the morning of the biggest night of my entire career.
My chest tightened so hard I could barely breathe. For one crazy second, I wanted to call Dominic, hand him the phone, and let him throw millions of dollars at the problem until it went away. That would have been the easy way out. The billionaire shortcut.
Then I looked down at my clipboard.
No. If I let Dominic write a check to fix this, I would never truly know if I could stand on my own two feet. This was my event. My reputation. My test.
I took a deep, steady breath, forced the panic down, and marched straight back into the grand ballroom where my team was hanging silver lights.
"Everyone, stop what you
