The Client's Unexpected Favor

Synopsis

My life is over. The culprit? A clumsy thumb. I'd meant to fire off a rant about our client to my girlfriends. "Honestly, did this guy get his head stuck in a door or what? We've been through eight rounds of revisions and he still wants more." I hit send, then lowered my head to take a sip of my iced drink. It was a smooth, silky vanilla milkshake with an extra-thick swirl of whipped cream on top. The milkshake was as sweet and creamy as always, but my life was about to take a very sharp turn in the opposite direction. When I looked back up at my screen, I realized the chat I'd sent the message to wasn't my friends' group. It was the BrightEdge And Fordwell Brand Upgrade Project Coordination Group. And sitting in that very chat was Charles Bennett, the director of the client company. Worse still, he was online. A tiny little "Read" receipt had already appeared under my message.