About an hour later, Isla and her advisor finished the last of the paperwork, every form properly stamped. Just as she was about to say goodbye, the principal and dean of students hurried over.
"Glad we caught you before you left, Isla."
"Principal, Dean, what can I do for you?"
The principal handed over a black-and-gold invitation. "This is for our fiftieth anniversary gala. Please pass it along to your CEO, Mr. Grayson Vale, on the school's behalf."
Isla accepted it with both hands, glancing at the principal, clearly confused. "Sure, but... why invite Mr. Vale specifically?"
The dean explained. "Mr. Vale runs a joint training partnership with the school, and he's also our largest donor and majority shareholder."
Is there ANYWHERE this man doesn't have his hands in?
"He's been gene
