Big Day

"Nice, but that makeup won't cut it; we need more contouring, highlighting, some blush, eyeshadow, and a better lipstick and eyeliner than what you have on," declared Cherrie. Megan's worst nightmare unfolded—layers of makeup on her face on a stressful day.

After Cherrie finished her makeup, Megan exchanged greetings with her brother and finally left the house. On the road, Cherrie emphasized the significance of Megan's speech, highlighting its impact on investors, collaborators, and board members.

Megan sensed Cherrie's nervous energy, understanding the moment's importance. Taking over her father's empire came with immense responsibility, and Megan felt the weight of the situation. The pressure made her contemplate backing off, but she knew her father had high expectations, considering her a capable, high-achieving child. However, being the perfect child had its drawbacks, as her parents assumed she could handle anything effortlessly. Megan, lacking experience in the field, felt anxious about her newfound responsibilities. She turned up the music and looked out the window to compose herself.

At the venue, a large crowd and buzzing paparazzi awaited Megan's entry after her father. Cameras flashed incessantly, capturing her every move. Cherrie, the first to step out of the car, handed the keys to the valet and stood smartly as Megan emerged. Megan posed for the media, giving them her brightest smile, and Cherrie led her into the venue.

Inside, Megan met the guests she had learned about from Cherrie. After greeting numerous socialites, she excused herself for the restroom, catching a moment of solitude to gather herself. A call from Cherrie informed her that her father's speech had already started, providing relief as she wouldn't need to meet anyone personally afterward.

Confidently walking up to her father's side, Megan observed the audience's enthusiasm during his speech. While unsure if she could captivate them in the same way, she spoke confidently. After her speech, a toast was raised to the future of the empire.

Later, she sought fresh air on the balcony, enjoying the breeze on her skin until another person joined her in the space.

Cherrie's critical eye lingered on Megan's makeup, seeking perfection as they prepared for the monumental event ahead. "Nice, but that makeup won't cut it; we need more contouring, highlighting, some blush, eyeshadow, and a better lipstick and eyeliner than what you have on," Cherrie declared with an air of authority. Megan, facing her worst nightmare, found herself subjected to layers of makeup on what was already a stressful day.

Once Cherrie meticulously finished her makeup routine, Megan exchanged greetings with her brother before finally departing from the house. During the ride to the venue, Cherrie emphasized the pivotal importance of Megan's upcoming speech, stressing its profound impact on investors, collaborators, and board members alike.

Megan keenly perceived Cherrie's nervous energy, realizing the moment's critical nature. Stepping into her father's role came with colossal responsibility, and Megan acutely felt the weight of the situation. The pressure prompted fleeting thoughts of backing off, but she knew her father held high expectations, deeming her a capable, high-achieving child. However, the burden of being the perfect child came with its drawbacks, as her parents assumed she could effortlessly handle anything. Despite Megan's lack of experience in the field, anxiety about her newfound responsibilities loomed. In an effort to compose herself, she turned up the music and gazed out of the window.

Upon arrival at the venue, a substantial crowd and buzzing paparazzi eagerly anticipated Megan's entrance following her father's. Cameras flashed incessantly, documenting her every move. Cherrie, the first to step out of the car, gracefully handed the keys to the valet and stood poised as Megan emerged. Megan, offering her brightest smile, posed for the media before Cherrie ushered her into the venue.

Inside, Megan encountered the guests she had familiarized herself with through Cherrie's guidance. After cordially greeting numerous socialites, she excused herself for the restroom, seizing a moment of solitude to collect her thoughts. A call from Cherrie brought the relief that her father's speech had already commenced, sparing her from personal meetings immediately afterwards.

Confidently walking up to her father's side, Megan observed the audience's enthusiasm during his speech. While uncertain about replicating his captivation, she spoke with unwavering confidence. Following her speech, a toast was raised to the future of the empire, signifying a symbolic passing of control in the company.

Later, seeking a breath of fresh air on the balcony, Megan enjoyed the gentle breeze on her skin until another individual joined her in the space.