Sarah’s POV
My business was finally starting to gain some real traction in Madrid. The contacts I made at the mixer, with Wesley’s help, were proving to be incredibly valuable.
Every day, it seemed like new opportunities were popping up.
I was getting invitations to more events, my ideas were being well-received, and I was even beginning to see some early signs of success.
It felt like everything was falling into place.
One afternoon, I was busy working in my office when Wesley walked in. He had that confident smile of his and a file tucked under his arm.
“Hey, Sarah,” he said, dropping the file on my desk. “I have something exciting for you.”
I looked up, curious. “What’s this?”
“It’s an opportunity,” he said, leaning against my desk. “I’ve been talking to some folks, and they’re
