Chapter 20

Bellamy casually brushed her hair back, tone crisp and efficient as she instructed, "Go over the meeting documents before we start." The secretaries all let out an audible sigh of relief. Glancing again at the cover of that weekly magazine, they couldn't help but find it annoying. Lydia looked like one of those old-school, polished type of socialites-probably molded into that image by design. No way she could compare to their bold and dazzling Ma'am. And those journalists? Seriously lacking in experience. All it took was one photo for them to start jumping to conclusions, writing nonsense about Lydia and Fraser having feelings for each other. They clearly hadn't seen how Mr. Branwell acted around their Ma'am. She pointed east, and you better believe he wouldn't dare go west! ***** Inside the meeting room, the atmosphere was tense-like something was about to snap. Several senior board members were lining up, one after another, giving Bellamy a hard time, each blaming her for ruining thi