Isabella arrived at the scene, entering the conference room where her uncle and Mama Christina were already in a meeting with her staff. As she stepped in, her uncle's stern voice filled the room, declaring, "Things are going to change around here. Henceforth, you all will be reporting to me."Isabella cleared her throat to signal her presence. Just then, her staff turned their attention to her, greeting her respectfully. Taking charge, she addressed them, "You all should please excuse us." Her staff members immediately started standing up to leave, but her uncle abruptly interrupted, "Did I ask any of you to leave? What insolence!"Mama Christina, sensing the tension, intervened by gently holding her brother's hand to signal for the staff to go.As the staff filed out of the room, leaving her alone with Mama Christina and her uncle, the tense atmosphere hung thick in the air. Her uncle, breaking the silence, admonished her, "I know my brother taught you some morals before he passed,

Isabella's hands gripped the steering wheel as she navigated through the city traffic, her mind buzzing with the possibilities of the unexpected call. The ringtone echoed through the car, and with a quick glance at the screen, she saw it was an unknown number. Curiosity mingled with caution as she answered."Hello, this is Isabella," she greeted, her voice a blend of professionalism and curiosity."Isabella, hi! This is Diane from Stellar Ads. We've been following your social media, and we love your look. We're working on a big campaign and we'd love to feature you and Ruben. It's a fantastic opportunity with a great payout. What do you think?" Diane's voice bubbled with enthusiasm.Isabella's eyes widened, and a smile crept onto her face. "Wow, that's amazing news! I'm definitely interested. Tell me more about the campaign."Diane explained the details, the brand, the concept, and the exposure Isabella and Ruben would gain. The more she spoke, the more Isabella's excitement grew. The

As Alex re-entered the conference room, he could sense that the dynamics had shifted during his brief absence. The conversation between Daniel, his mother, and Becca seemed to be reaching a resolution. Daniel, with a hint of determination, addressed Grace, "I won't let you down, ma."Grace replied, "You better, and that goes for the rest of you. You're dismissed." With those words, the disgruntled group filed out of the room, leaving behind a lingering air of unresolved tension. Becca, visibly unsatisfied with how things turned out, maintained her composure.Grace turned to Alex, a sense of urgency in her gaze. "I should be on my way now to Rich's. The Butler and I will go. Be a good boy and handle things well here, hun?"Alex nodded, a mix of reassurance and apprehension in his expression. "Yes, Mum." With that, Grace left the room, leaving Alex and Becca alone to confront the lingering issues.Seeing an opportunity to address the matter at hand, Alex turned to Becca and said, "We ne

As the weight of the Sinclair project settled over the conversation on the porch of the Harrington mansion, Alex couldn't help but express his reservations."But you know my history with that family. Why bring me on board? Are you trying to cause a problem?" Alex questioned, a mix of skepticism and concern in his voice.Rich, leaning forward with a thoughtful expression, replied, "I know about that, and of course, I wouldn't cause any problems for you. But this is a major project, a precursor to the one we'll be working on for Africa."Alex, trying to grasp the magnitude of the proposition, pressed further, "Can't you get someone else, aside from me and the butler?"Grace, with a knowing look, added, "He isn't a Fitzgerald. You are the only one that can do it. Besides, you know I can't because of my health.""But, Mum, you're getting better," Alex interjected, concern etching his face.Grace, turning to Rich, exclaimed, "Are you listening to this boy? This is the time I'm supposed to

The scent of soy sauce and spices greeted Alex and Bambi as they stepped into the Chinese restaurant, its warm, ambient lighting casting a cozy glow over the tables adorned with red lanterns.Alex held the door open, gesturing for Bambi to enter. "After you."Bambi grinned, "Thank you, sir." The clinking of porcelain and the low hum of conversation surrounded them as they found a cozy corner booth. The menu, an array of delectable choices, lay before them.Alex studied the menu thoughtfully. "How about we start with some spring rolls and sweet and sour chicken?"Bambi nodded in agreement, "Sounds perfect, boss."As they waited for their order, their conversation flowed effortlessly, weaving between work anecdotes, shared interests, and the occasional laughter. The dim ambiance of the restaurant created an intimate atmosphere, enhancing the sense of camaraderie.Their dishes arrived, Alex served a portion of sweet and sour chicken onto Bambi's plate. "Dig in."Bambi took a bite, savori