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"Oh relax, there's no need for overreacting" .
Beatrice spoke, rolling her eyes amidst the complaints that had been going on from the other women that sat at the large round table in what seemed to be a hall . All of them were dressed Sophisticatedly, wearing a certain ring on their ring finger. The hall was bright. The chandelier shone like stage lights. On the wall were large portrait paintings bearing the faces of certain women.
"We gave you the mantle of leadership, it wasn't your birthright. We who gave can as well take it back if you keep showing signs of incompetence"
Another lady spoke from her seat. She was quite displeased.
"It was just one silly waiter. You all know how I get when my hormones are raging, I have it under control , you should relax"
Beatrice spoke in a careless attitude.