Felix stepped out of yet another investor meeting that he had scheduled right after leaving the tea room, and his head had started pounding now.
He had lost count of the meetings he had scheduled and attended over the past few days, hoping to secure the funds Bella’s company needed in spite of the despairing conditions.
But most of them had ended the same way; through polite dismissals, empty smiles, and vague promises, if not outright rejection.
He had nothing to show for all his efforts, apart from the few millions he had managed to gather from his old acquaintances… there was nothing in his hands but disappointment.
And now, as he made his way back home on foot, his thoughts had inevitably returned to the conversation from earlier. Could it really be true? If whatever Marlena Di
