Meredith's POV
"Please go well," I whispered to my reflection in the small mirror in my office. The meeting is in 5 minutes and I'm feeling nervous.
Maybe I should let Lucy or Michael do the presentation. I ran my hand through my hair and took in a deep breath as I thought I had no choice but to do it myself.
Not doing the presentation myself won't make a good impression on Van Vicker especially when we might have a long track record from now on.
I always managed to encourage myself when taking up a big step but I don't know where all my confidence had gone, of course, I was nervous but I never thought it would be this bad all my hands were sweating even with the AC on, I want to redeem myself who wouldn't.
