Chapter 304: Another Attack
Melanie moved through the day in a daze, barely registering the world around her as she worked. She was already behind on every project-thanks to her hospital ’staycation’ that had kept her away last week-and now, as if that wasn’t enough, she found herself reeling from the avalanche of truth bombs that had been dropped on her since. Each revelation seemed more staggering than the last, leaving her numb inside out.
How exactly was one supposed to come to terms with something like this? With the devastating knowledge that the one person they had trusted the most-the one they had loved unconditionally all their life- had been the very one responsible for something like that? That the arms that had once comforted them had, in fact, stolen them from everything and everyone they were meant to know?
Even now, she felt as if it were all a nightmare. Melanie tapped her fingers on her desk. Grandma had not been the type to do something like that without a reason. But what could her reason be? She’d already asked Adam that question, but it seemed he didn’t know either. All he’d been told was that her grandmother had had an argument with her parents and then taken her in the middle of the night.
That was even more unbelievable to her. She knew that old woman. She had never shied away from a fight.
"Miss Melanie?" someone called from the hallway.
She looked up at the sound, blinking as if pulled from underwater. It was one of her floor managers who was currently sending a very weird look her way. Hmm. Maybe the manager had called her more than a few times and she had not listened. "Yes? Niya? What is it?
"There’s a cliend in the conference room who needs confirmation on the revised layout we have offered. "They say they’ll need to rework because they are not very happy with the current layout. And they want a signature style, limited from Mr Denoit himself but are unwilling to discuss the fact that their budget would shoot through the sky if they did that.
Melanie nodded, and stood up, "Alright, I’ll handle it. They are in the conference room? You let them know I’m joining them soon. Also, get Denoit’s catalogue."
As Niya hurried away, Melanie straightened. A difficult client was good. They would keep her on her toes and keep her mind focused on work instead of silly things.