Brittany watched her son, Daniel, dig his heels in, and she finally relented, "Alright, I promise I won't see her on the sly."
Only then did Daniel seem at ease.
After Daniel drifted off to sleep, Brittany tiptoed out of bed, tucked him in gently, and made her way back to her own room.
Lying in bed, sleep eluded her. She was cocooned in layers of nightmares, bound by invisible ropes, unable to break free from the relentless grip of her bad dreams until dawn cracked the sky.
...
Taking a couple of days to gather herself, Brittany officially took the reins of the Lynette Conglomerate's jewelry division—YULI.
The Lynette Conglomerate had its fingers in many pies, but the jewelry brand was a relatively small fish in their big corporate pond. Founded seven years ago, YULI had never quite sparked to life in Craneville, especially when compared to Brittany's own startup, Bri-jeweled Studio.
At the company's headquarters, in the design department, the buzz was palpable.
"Have you heard? Ms. Lynette is coming to our company soon."
"Which Ms. Lynette?"
"Brittany Lynette, the founder of Bri-jeweled Studio."
"Why would she come to our little branch? The Conglomerate barely bats an eye at us. Why would Ms. Lynette parachute in?"
"Ms. Lynette is Mr. Lynette's only daughter. If she's dropping in, it's probably to jazz up our numbers. Once she gets results, she'll likely be pulled back up."
"Ms. Lynette's got chops; we might actually have a shot now.”
Word spread quickly, and the entire staff of YULI braced for her arrival.
At 9:30 AM sharp, the elevator reached the ground floor, and the doors slid open. Brittany emerged, sharp in a black business suit.
"Ms. Lynette," greeted Jared, the branch manager, stepping forward briskly. "Right this way, please."
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