Secret Baby with a Billionaire Book 3 Lead Magnet
SEVEN YEARS BEFORE
Everything is going to be okay.
Greeting everyone is the hard part, and with a few drinks in my system, I press a smile to my lips before staring back down at the cue cards in my hand. I shouldn’t need this. I’ve memorized and recited it a half a dozen times already.
Why am I so fucking nervous?
Ever since I got up here, it feels like every word that comes out of my mouth has been a stumble, an inarticulate mess—something that should feel natural, yet eludes me completely.
And then it hits me… this speech isn’t flowing like it should.
Just be yourself, Hailey. You’ve been doing perfectly fine this entire time. Don’t fuck up now.
Taking a deep breath, I square my shoulders and force a smile onto my face.
“Hailey Cosmetics is what it is today because of the efforts put in by everyone here. I salute you guys and—"