Valery had been staring at the screen so long her eyes started to burn.
Not because she did not understand numbers. Because she did, and these numbers were numbers that let her question how Dayo was doing this numbers.
She refreshed again.
Still the same.
Across Borders had entered the American market like it had been built here.
Not one breakout track.
Not two.
Every single song was sitting inside the Billboard Hot 100 projections.
Valery leaned back slowly, lips parting as if she wanted to laugh, but the laugh refused to come out.
"How," she muttered. "How are you doing this with a Korean album."
Her assistant, Mara, stood by the door with a folder, unsure if she should speak or keep quiet. In the past week, Valery had been moving like a woman trying to hold a flood back with her hands.
Mara finally asked softly, "Should I send this to the team."
Valery did not answer immediately. She scrolled again, eyes moving from streams to placements to sales equivalents.
