Isla POV
I smiled behind my glass as I watched Ronan walk toward the podium.
This was going to be so good. So hilarious. So rewarding. I had been looking forward to this moment since the night I decided I was done saving him from himself.
I set my glass down and settled back in my chair.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen." Ronan's voice filled the room, warm and confident – the specific charm he deployed when he needed a room on his side.
"Before I begin, I want to say this – what I'm about to show you isn't just a business proposal. It's a vision for how we move forward." He paused for effect. "Because the financial world as we know it is about to change."
I heard Mr. Vale let out a quiet sound beside me – not quite a laugh, but something drier than that.
I kept my expression neu
