The end?
Carissa's heart sank as she stared at the screen, disbelief washing over her. The image displayed was not her meticulously crafted presentation; it was a personal photo of her and Lucas on their wedding day.
How the heck is this happening?
Panic surged through her veins as she glanced at David, his eyes burning with fury as he slowly rose from his seat.
"This...this isn't what I..." Carissa stammered, her voice trailing off as she struggled to find the right words. The representatives of Well Makers Corporation exchanged disappointed glances, their expressions conveying their displeasure.
"We expected better than this from you, David Mallory," one of them remarked sternly, casting a disapproving look in David's direction. George, attempting to diffuse the tension, stepped forward with an apologetic tone.