I carried documents—IPO files for a tech empire worth a trillion dollars.
The moment Don Alejandro saw me, his champagne glass slipped from his hand and shattered against the floor.
The sound cut through the room like a warning.
Silence followed.
Total. Absolute.
I stepped forward.
“Good evening,” I said calmly.
My voice wasn’t loud—but it carried.
Every eye turned.
But I only looked at one man.
Sebastian.