Chapter 19 : Uncertainty Creeps In

Sharon’s POV

I stood in the gleaming office of the Wilson Company's Advertising Director, my pulse still racing from the presentation. The scent of polished wood and faint citrus cleaner filled the air, but I was too nervous to appreciate the elegant surroundings. I had spent the last hour detailing my collaboration plan to the advertising director, emphasizing every possible benefit the Wilson Company would reap from sponsoring Snowtown College's baseball team. The team wasn’t just famous; it was popular among the young men of Snowtown and had even been recognized by the NCAA as the best baseball team in the state. It seemed a perfect fit for Wilson’s planned expansion into the baseball supplies market.

I felt a bead of sweat trickle down my back as the director's intense gaze remained fixed on me while I spoke. He listened without interrupting, his expression unreadable, until finally, he leaned back in his chair, fingers steepled beneath his chin.