Falling Hard
A few gasps rippled around them, curious eyes turning toward the confrontation.
Vivienne’s smile faltered just enough for Isla to savor it.
“And if you’re so concerned about the Veylin name,” Isla continued, voice calm, “maybe you should worry about the board’s falling trust in your decisions… considering last year’s failed project in Paris.”
Ezekiel’s grip on his glass tightened, but his grin sharpened.
Vivienne’s face turned a shade paler. “You’ve been… researching.”
“I like to understand the empire I married into,” Isla said softly. “I may be poor, Vivienne… but I’m not stupid.”
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