"Let's wrap it up here, everyone. Please get the proposal to me as soon as possible. Thank you for your hard work." Isabelle finally left the meeting room at dawn, exhausted from an all-nighter.
Due to the leaked formula, a crisis could strike at any moment, so Isabelle and the teams from R&D and PR had been preparing contingencies throughout the night.
Back in her office, she flopped down on the couch in her suite and massaged her throbbing temples.
She pulled out her phone to check the time; it was already 7:30 AM, and Nicholas had texted her at 2 AM.
Nicholas: Still in the meeting? I had the chef prepare some food for you.
Nicholas: Call me when you're done. I'll come pick you up.
'That is weird. Why is he texting me at 2 AM?'
Recalling their previous close calls, Isabelle starte
