CHAPTER 118

ELLA'S POV

Things were about to take a drastic turn. Madame Browne's plan was about to take a turn— it wasn't going to be going her way anymore. This time, it was going to go my way.

Her plan was to throw me off my feet at last minute when the event went haywire. And as much as I don't want to admit, it was working.

The president's birthday was just two days away.

The expectation the president had was surely going to be high and do did everyone, the guests, the media and Xavier. My mind flashed back to the media, Madame Browne had surely brought the media into the picture to catch my errors at the events.

I had a lot of work to do. First was to get help— but from where? No vendor available could take on the event at such short notice and neither could the florists.

Everything was a mess!

All because of Madame Browne. The president had warned me of how competitive and manipulative she could be but It didn't take it seriously. Now, the outcome had shown itself leaving me stranded.

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