"I believe if Trinity invests in the mall project this year, the company could see more than an 80% return by next year," I concluded, my voice steady and confident.
"I hope you'll consider it.
Thank you, everyone."
A quiet sigh escaped my lips as I stepped back from the screen. Relief washed over me — the presentation was finally over.
Oh! I forgot to introduce myself properly, I thought, turning toward the room again.
"Apologies," I added with a polite smile, "My name is Alice, and I'm a financial advisor. I've spent the past two weeks working day and night on this strategy. I truly hope this investment brings you the success it deserves."
I'm confident that everyone will appreciate this plan," I said to myself silently.
Because no one could have given better advice than this.
Just then, a voice broke the silence.
"Ms. Alice, you're truly amazing."
I looked up.
"Your way of presenting is impressive. Clear, focused, and sharp — nothing escapes your eyes."
The compliment came from Mr. Jack, the CEO of Trinity Corporation himself.
A soft smile tugged at my lips as I nodded politely. "Thank you, sir."
I had spent days perfecting every detail of this project, but hearing those words made it all worth it.
Mr. Jack was a fifty-year-old man with a warm smile, a loving wife, and two children.
I had heard a lot about his discipline and vision, but this was the first time I saw it up close.
Honestly, I never imagined myself advising Trinity Corporation—one of the top business empires in the country.
Just a few years ago, I was still trying to build a name in the industry, attending endless meetings and chasing small projects.
And now, here I was.
Standing in front of some of the most powerful people in the city... as their advisor.
After talking with Mr. Jack for a little while longer, I finally stepped out of the building, heading toward the parking lot.
My eyes landed on my black car—the one I had bought just a month ago.
A small smile curved my lips.
Of course, it was all because of my hard work.
Every late night, every deal, every sleepless week had brought me here. And now, this car wasn't just a vehicle—it was proof of how far I'd come.
Ring ring.
Just as I opened the car door, my phone started ringing.
"Alice, where are you?"
It was Henry.
We'd been dating for the past three months. He was sweet, reliable, and always checked up on me — especially after long meetings.
"Just left the company," I replied, sliding into the driver's seat and starting the engine. "Heading to the office now. What about you?"
"Let's go out for dinner tonight," Henry said on the other end, his voice warm.
"We've both been so busy this past week… I thought if you're free, maybe we could spend some time together."
A small smile formed on my lips.
"Of course, I am," I replied softly.