Olivia
It was early the next morning, and I had just called the PR team for an impromptu meeting to discuss the lofty goals that the Alpha association had set for us.
We were gathered around the conference table once again, a tray of coffee and pastries placed in the middle. I had picked it up on my way in this morning, figuring that it would help to soften the blow that was certain to knock most, if not all, of them out of their chairs.
“Everyone,” I began, clasping my trembling hands together. “There’s been a significant development regarding the auction. We’ve… We’ve been challenged by the Alpha association to raise a staggering amount of money—a hundred thousand dollars.”
A collective gasp echoed around the table. Everyone began glancing around incredulously, clearly trying to tel
