"Naya, please tell me the legal team is done with the paperwork," Avery said, rubbing her temple as she leaned back in her chair. Her voice carried that familiar blend of exhaustion and razor-sharp focus.
"Yes, ma'am," Naya replied efficiently, standing tall beside the sleek glass desk. "They finalized everything last night. I personally reviewed the hard copies this morning and emailed you the digital versions an hour ago."
Avery clicked into her inbox and nodded, her eyes scanning the attached files. "Good. That's one less storm to weather."
Naya shifted slightly, hesitating before speaking again. "Ma'am, I know the launch is locked in and the buzz is already building, but if I may—there's one thing we cannot risk."
Avery looked up from her tablet, one brow raised.
"The press conference," Naya said. "It has to be immaculate. One misstep, one wrong headline, and everything we've worked for could be—"
