Chapter 33


    33 Rising Ambitions


    33 Rising Ambitions


    In the bustling conference room, the air was tense, not from the usual bickering but because of an


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    unexpected announcement. Mr. Carson, the head of the firm, had gathered his team not for petty


    squabbles but to dere a significant shift. “Enough with the small talk,” he dered, his gaze fixed. on


    the group. “I have news. Emma has been outstandingtely, and I believe it’s time she takes the lead


    on a project. Any objections to her promotion?”


    Emma’s heart raced with anticipation. Mr. Carson had been considering her for a higher role, and it


    seemed her hard work on the recent venture had paid off. In any ordinarypany, such promotions


    were straightforward. But here, in Carson Enterprises, it was different. Emma was not just an


    employee; she was being groomed for leadership. Mr. Carson needed the approval of key figures, even


    if it was just for show.


    Inga, always the skeptic, scoffed at the idea. “This is absurd! She’s barely more than an intern. If we


    start handing out major projects to every junior staff, what’s the point of hierarchy?”


    The room filled with murmurs, some rolling their eyes discreetly. They all knew Emma’s special ce in


    Mr. Carson’s ns, but Inga seemed oblivious to the obvious. In the world of business, results trumped


    titles, and they trusted Mr. Carson’s judgment.


    A supportive voice chimed in, “I stand by Mr. Carson’s decision.”


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    Another colleague, always keen on details, inquired, “So, which project of for Emma, Mr. Carson?”


    Mr. Carson outlined his ns, assigning Emma a high–stakes project in Easton District, a chance to


    prove herself for a permanent executive role. The announcement left the room in a stunned silence.


    Easton District was a significant challenge, requiring top–tier leadership and expertise garnered


    through years of hard work and relevance in the industry.


    Inga’s face contorted with envy. “You think she can handle such aplex task?”


    Mr. Carson’s icy stare was answer enough. He didn’t need to justify his decisions to anyone, least of all


    Inga.


    The meeting concluded with Inga storming out and the others indifferent, more concerned with profits


    than office politics.


    Afterward, Emma and her friend Jada excitedly set out to decorate her new executive office. The room


    felt like their own, a ce of freedom and power. But their joy was short–lived as Inga blocked their


    path, sneering at Emma’s qualifications. Emma, unfazed, introduced Jada as her assistant–a fitting role


    for an executive. Ingra, frustrated at not finding any fault, left in a huff, and the two friends shared a


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