Chapter 68

Chapter 68

Isabella’s POV

The ballroom where the party was at glittered like a galaxy made of chandeliers.

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Crystal, gold, the muted clink of champagne glasses made for the perfect backdrop for a night that was supposed to be celebratory. The merger between our companies was halfway done. A win I had bled for.

I should’ve been proud.

And I was. Besides, this was the first time our company was venturing overseas. It was big step. Which was why we had made sure to invite everyone who was anyone in the Florence art scene.