Small Miracle


    That brought me back to the problem that had been haunting me ever since I realized that his birthday


    wasing up. What present should I get for Ace?


    The party didn’t seem to need any advance preparation and themercial was progressing well. It


    was hard to believe but it seemed like I had some free time on my hands. Before I could stop myself, I


    had already started searching online for ideas on what would make a good birthday present for Ace. I


    never knew that figuring out the perfect birthday present for someone would be so difficult. Then again,


    I have never had to figure out what a well-aplished CEO who seemed to have everything already


    would want for his birthday present.


    This is so hard…


    After flipping through various results from my online search, I realized that I wasn’t sure what I was


    looking for. Once again, I realized that I didn’t quite know what Ace really liked.


    What would Ace want for his birthday?


    I kept asking myself this question as I continued gathering ideas from my online search results. Thwere


    was still around five days until Ace’s birthday, so it wasn’t like I didn’t have any time to figure something


    out.


    …


    **A few dayster**


    I woke up feeling very refreshed without knowing that that day would be the day that a small miracle


    would happen. Ever since Ace’s meeting with Elizabeth a few days ago, I had no heard anything from


    Kyle at all. I took that as a good sign. Whenever Kyle contacted me, he never had any good news, so I


    figured that it was better that I didn’t hear from him. I wondered if Kyle ever ended up asking Elizabeth


    about that truth of that day.


    A loud sigh escaped from me when I was forced to face the fact that I had not been able to bring myself


    to talk to Ace directly about his meeting with Elizabeth on that day. Although many opportunities


    presented themselves when Ace and I were alone, I couldn’t bring myself to ask him about it directly


    and that made me feel like such a failure. I never knew that having these hard conversations with Ace


    would be so difficult.


    Ace seemed to be in a good moodtely ever since we met up with Elizabeth. Although it made me


    curious if the shift in his overall mood had something to do with their meeting, I had to admit that it was


    a pleasant change. I prayed that his generous mood wouldst up until the end of the meeting that our


    team would have with him today.


    The director and his team did an amazing job in working on the edits that we hadpiled from the


    review, we were set to present themercial to Ace today.


    “How confident are you?” Ace asked a little yfully as he seated himself down in the seat at the


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    center of the room.


    The room was immediately silent, and no one even tried to reply to his question. Ace looked around the


    room at the various nk or ufortable faces. Facing Ace in his devil CEO mode even though he


    was supposed to be in a good mood was barbarically challenging.


    “You know…if none of you are confident in your work then…” Ace said coldly.


    “We’re confident. We’re very confident!” I blurted out loudly.


    I felt all eyes on me as well as Ace’s attention. I felt so embarrassed and scared that I wished that I


    could just disappear right at that moment; however, someone had to reply to his question and speak


    up. I wasn’t sure if everyone knew this or not, but I could tell where this was leading. If no one told Ace


    that we were confident with what we had, then he would think that there would be no reason why he


    had to have confidence in themercial that we made. Then, if Ace didn’t have confidence in it, he


    would never let thismercial see the light of day outside of the walls of this room.


    “We are extremely confident in our work. Please, give it a chance…” I said before I lost my nerve.


    “Hmm…is that so?” Ace replied as he rubbed his chin thoughtfully.


    “Yes. We all worked very hard on this, and we’ve made many edits to make thismercial as perfect


    as it can be,” Jeremy spoke up to support me.


    Ace’s lips curved into a smirk before his intense gaze shifted to meet mine and then the various pairs of


    eyes in the room challengingly.


    “Well, if you say so, then let’s see it…” Ace said before leaning back into his chair.


    Just getting him to see themercial was already challenging. I prayed so hard that themercial


    would pass with flying colors. Otherwise, we would have to fix it and we didn’t exactly have all the time


    in the world left for that.


    My hands were sweaty as I pressed them together under the table to hide my anxiety. My eyes


    wouldn’t leave Ace’s face as he stared at therge screen where themercial was now ying. I’d


    seen themercial before, so I knew that there was no point for me to watch it. If there was


    something that I had to watch and pay attention to closely, it would be Ace’s face and his reactions to


    what he was watching.


    The shortmercial finally came to an end and the lights in the room were switched on again. I


    squinted my eyes a little before taking in a deep breath to prepare myself to face Ace’s harsh


    moment. Ace was also silent as he seemed to be thinking of what to say.


    “It’s good,” Ace said with a slight nod of his head.


    Did he just say that it’s…good?


    --To be continued…