Chapter Seventeen: A Desperate Need to Purge The Soul

Celine "The scandal is being contained," Rachel assured me. But that did nothing to suppress the irritation pooling through me. "We're being tagged together, aren't we?" Rachel nodded, pressing her lips tightly. I huffed. I was trying to build a stable reputation for myself, but Trevor was hell-bent on ruining all that I had worked for. "Keep updating me on the reports," I informed her, rising to my feet. I grabbed my coat, hung over my chair, and draped it on. "Are you going somewhere?" "I have a meeting with my yoga trainer in five. I will head there now," I said, walking away from my desk and heading towards the door. "Call me if anything requiring my attention arises." "Alright, Director. Take your time." Rachel dipped a bow, her fringes bouncing on her head. She had changed her hairstyle from shoulder-length to a chic bob framing her jaws and a stylish fringe cut teasing her forehead. It looked good on her. She looked more feminine and mature than her actual twen