MY Group's local office is located in the bustling downtown area of Las Vegas, Nevada.
The freshly renovated premises have excellent mahogany office furniture, resulting in a fashionable and professional setting. Before the lines of cubicles for the employees, a large conference room by the entrance was situated.
A comfortable waiting room greets visitors, replete with a coffee maker that serves a variety of tastes. A receptionist desk in the lobby monitors all incoming traffic, ensuring that check-ins are completed efficiently.
Access to the premises is allowed by a safe double sliding door equipped with a body sensor, which adds an extra degree of security. Emily could never feel secure with her greedy family until they were out of her way.
Emily Moore and Eve Young sat in a sleek, contemporary conference room with wide-angle views of the vibrant metropolis below.
Their faces were solemn and slightly nervous despite the breathtaking scenery.
A plethora of neatly sketched thoughts and beautifully ordered paperwork covered the table before them, all created in anticipation of the crucial conference that would decide their company's fate.
Emily instinctively glanced at Eve, her closest friend and business partner, who debated their approach's last details.
"Are you sure we're ready for this?" Emily asked, her tone steady but slightly apprehensive.
They'd been planning this collaboration for months, but now that it's really happening, she's worried about the outcome.
Eve Young raised her head, her eyes focused and sharp. "Emily, we've prepared for every possibility. We are skilled at our jobs. We have the advantage that President Moore is unaware of our identity or goals."
Emily nodded, her confidence boosted by Eve's calm manner.
"We are almost there. We cannot give up now. Since we began our firm, our primary purpose has been to reclaim what is properly yours. So don't worry; we'll get it all back, like I promised." Eve rubbed Emily's back, offering comfort and confidence.
The idea was bold: take over M. Entertainment with MY Group, a firm they had worked relentlessly to establish over the prior two years. They cannot back out now.
Though he was a renowned figure in the entertainment industry, President Moore, the current CEO of M. Entertainment, was also unaware of their familial ties.
They would propose a collaboration that would get them one step closer to their ultimate goal: taking control of M. Entertainment.
"What time is the meeting?" I need to go to the ladies before we confront him. I need to relax and clear my mind. I'm starting to have a bad headache." Emily pinches the bridge of her nose as she stands up, eager to go to the restroom.
However, she did not have the opportunity to depart. The meeting room door opened, allowing President Jacob Moore and his entourage to enter.
He was a huge, dominating figure who oozed confidence throughout the room. He smiled politely and aloofly at Emily and Eve.
Jacob politely greeted Ms. Young and Ms. Moore and said, "Good day." "I understand you've come to discuss a potential collaboration between MY Group and M. Group Entertainment Division."
"Your plan is bold," he said as he sunk back into his chair. "However, I have to guarantee that our connection benefits M. Entertainment. What guarantees do you have that MY Group will accomplish a project of this magnitude?"
Eve expected the inquiry, but she was prepared for the response.
"This detailed plan describes our methodologies, expected dates, and any hazards. Some of the company's most prominent investors have supported us because they share our vision. We provide a link with solid underpinnings, not simply notions."
Jacob examined them both, weighing his options. Finally, he nodded. "Excellent. Let us continue our collaboration in the future. I'll have my legal team prepare the deal for our approval."
Emily felt a rush of relief, but she remained composed. I am grateful, Mr. Moore. We're excited to work with you. She extended her hand for a handshake and looked at President Moore without blinking.
President Moore seemed genuinely contemplative when he shook Emily's hand. 'Her name is the same as my niece, who passed away four years ago. No... it may just be a coincidence.
Emily dashed to the toilet to throw up as President Moore and his entourage departed.
She'd been keeping it together, not showing any indications of anxiety in front of them, but as soon as they left, she had to go, or she'd puke right in front of Eve in the conference room.
When she returned, Eve was still in deep thought. Even after the conference concluded and they exchanged niceties, Emily and Eve couldn't help but feel a feeling of accomplishment.
They had taken the first step towards attaining their goal without revealing her identity.
However, events took an unexpected turn a few days later. When Jake learned of the agreement, he stepped in on behalf of the Lewis Group, asking that rising actress Karla Wright—Jake's fiancée—be picked to play a significant part in the new drama serve as the alliance's flagship project.
Emily responded viscerally and immediately. She entered Jake's study with wrath in her eyes.
"You had no right to interfere, Jake," she said, her voice low and trembling. This was meant to be my endeavor, my opportunity to establish myself."
Jake appeared visibly displeased, his frustration evident. "It's strictly business, Emily. Karla possesses exceptional capabilities; appointing her as the leader will guarantee the project's success. I'm prioritizing the business's best interests."
Emily shook her head regretfully, hurt by his remarks. "Jake, your actions do not serve the company's best interests. You abandon all I've battled for in favor of Karla's best interests. This isn't just business; it's personal."
There was a noticeable difference between them, which grew with each passing second.
"Emily, you're being unreasonable," Jake replied, his tone serious. "You are aware that this is the way the company operates."
"Unreasonable?" Emily sounded quite emotional.
"You're asking me to surrender my principles and goals for the sake of someone unconnected to this venture. Jake, I will not do it. I will not let go of everything I have fought for."
Jake looked at her for a long time, his expression a mix of astonishment and rage.
"Let me get things straight. Are you telling me you're prepared to do anything to defend your pride?"~~~