Chapter 16: The Silence of the Phone
Chapter 16: The Silence of the Phone
For the first forty-eight hours after her public firing, Regina Blake did not leave her Upper East Side penthouse.
She paced the expansive, cold hardwood floors, her phone gripped tightly in her hand. She waited for the outrage. She waited for the board of directors to realize they had made a catastrophic mistake and beg for her return. She waited for rival fashion houses to flood her inbox with lucrative offers.
But the phone did not ring.
The inbox remained entirely empty.
For a decade, Regina’s phone had buzzed every three minutes. People had begged for her time, her approval, and her presence.
Now, sitting alone in her immaculate white living room, the absolute silence was deafening.
It was a quiet, devastating realization. The industry hadn't respected Regina Blake the person. They had only feared the title she held. And the exact second that title was stripped away, her value evaporated into thin air.
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She placed the silent phone on the glass coffee table.
For the first time in her life, Regina Blake felt completely invisible.
