CHAPTER 454

Sophia’s POV

I sat at the sleek conference table, my hands folded in front of me as Morgana rattled off yet another list of revisions. Another set of changes.

My team had already poured months of work into this project, offering every possible option and angle, yet nothing ever seemed to satisfy her.

The words blurred together as I struggled to remain composed. I had rehearsed this in my head so many times, the polite but firm boundary I’d been meaning to set. Today was the day I would finally say it.

Morgana’s voice droned on, "...and I was thinking we should rework the lighting concept again, make it warmer, no, wait—cooler—but not too cold, just a hint of warmth—"

I cleared my throat softly, interrupting her for the first time. “Morgana,” I said, keeping my tone even. “I understand you want this to be perfect. But we’ve already provided you with countless options. If we keep making changes like this, we’ll never get to the implementation stage, and the restaurant won’t open in tim