"Sure thing, Miss Phillips," Emma acknowledged.

She didn't hang up yet. Sensing Emma had more to say, Lilah asked, "Anything else on your mind?"

"Are you thinking about keeping the skincare line going?" Emma inquired.

“What's the marketing department saying?" Lilah wondered, feeling the skincare line had hit its peak.

She figured things would settle down once the hype died down.

“The marketing department's data shows interest is dwindling," Emma reported.

"Got it." Lilah was not surprised.

Nothing stays in the spotlight forever. In the grand scheme, it all evens out.

Shifting gears, Lilah said, “Let's scrap all the offline promotional events."

"Consider it done, Miss Phillips," Emma replied respectfully.

"Anything else?" Lilah asked casually.

"Nothing."

Ending the call, Lilah mulled over the fund.

Her grandpa had entrusted her with the company and she was determined not to let him down.

Lately, the group's value had soared, thanks to the Botanic skincare Line.

Now was the time to make money work for her.

With that in mind, she checked the stock market, even though she'd handed over investment duties to Emma.

Soon enough, Gerard strolled back in.

He was lugging a fancy package.

Lilah spotted the logo. It read: "Grace's Breakfast," and her eyes widened.

Grace's Breakfast was a hotspot, famous for its cuisine. It was super popular. Folks booked tables there a day in advance. Even then, scoring a spot was tough.

And there was a strict rule: everyone queued up, regardless of who they were.

Gerard had only left the room half an hour ago, yet he was back with breakfast. Lilah was puzzled.

The store was extremely popular, making it a struggle to secure its offerings.