Nan’s POV
My career as a wedding planner is turning to dust before my eyes.
That is the only explanation for the burning in my eyes. It is not tears…it’s not. It’s just the dust of my dreams in my eyes, that’s all.
‘Am I cursed?’ I ponder.
“A big mistake…can you elaborate on that?” I ask politely. Hiding my agitation.
“Ms. Lupa, you have completely overestimated the budget. We are now in serious debt.” Mr. Darren says sternly.
The blood drains from my face. My heart skips an uncertain beat. ‘No…no…that can’t be!’
“Mr. Darren, I don’t-I don’t know-that doesn’t-how?!” I stutter out incomprehensively.
His sharp eyes narrow. “I don’t know what you thought you were doing but you have single-handedly thrown everything into chaos.”
He puts out a folder and places it on his desk. He i
