In the cool, marble-lined corridors of the GSIS building, Michael Reyes and his team found a quieter corner during the short break. The tension from the Senate hearing still clung to them like a stubborn mist, but there was a palpable sense of relief now that Michael had navigated through the grueling session.
Juliet approached Michael, her tablet in hand, displaying notes and reminders. "You handled that well," she commented, reviewing the points he had made. "Especially when they pressed about the monopolistic concerns. That was a curveball."
Michael sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Thanks, Bridget. It felt like walking through a minefield. But I think we managed to present our case effectively without giving away too much or making promises we can't keep."
