About fifteen minutes later, Claire Jenkins convened an emergency board meeting.
Three interns each had their family and friends deliver design submissions.
A group of designers anxiously awaited outside the conference room.
Amanda Jenkins was also somewhat worried. Although she was confident in her own work, her experience in design was after all insufficient.
This time, in order to take down Anastasia Jenkins, she was putting everything on the line.
At worst, the press conference would be canceled, but Anastasia would definitely not be able to evade responsibility.
All she could do now was pray for Heaven's blessing and hope everything would unfold as she had envisioned.
Anastasia Jenkins approached Amanda, lowered her voice, and asked, "What did you mean by what you just said?"
Amanda chuckled lightly, her gaze tightly fixed on the meeting room's door, too lazy to even glance at Anastasia.
"You know perfectly well what I meant."