ISABELLA’S POVThe champagne bottle popped as Lucia opened it. She insisted we celebrate my first win.“Here you go,” she said, handing me a glass.“Thank you, Lucia, but I don’t think we should be celebrating yet. I still have to face the board. That’s where the real battle begins.” I said with unease in my chest.Lucia sighed.“Still, you bought us time. That counts.”“Not really” I replied Lucia studied me closely and slowly lowered her glass.“What’s wrong, Isabella?”“Nothing,” I said quickly.She didn’t believe me. She knew me almost better than I knew myself. After leaving New York I had moved to Paris, where I met Lucia. At the time, she was a corporate strategist and had just walked away from a powerful firm after being blacklisted for exposing internal corruption. We recognised something in each other, our intelligence, survival, and refusal to stay broken.Together, we built ISMARA, Lucia structured the company while I became the face of the brand.“This is about Ethan,
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