Aria’s POV
After the meeting was officially over, my co-workers and I returned to our offices and to our work.
Having thought it over, I decided that Joanna’s belittlement was some sort of motivational mind game. While it hadn’t been particularly effective on me, I could see how it might earn temporary results in people desperate to prove themselves and prove her wrong.
I had nothing to prove. I knew I did a good job here, and my methods had already achieved positive results. If Joanna could actually be bothered to read the reports, she would see that.
Even so, I worked for only an hour before my phone rang. Joanna’s assistant was on the other end of the line, summoning me to Joanna’s office like a kid being sent to the principal’s for misbehaving.
“Come immediately,” the assistant sa
