RADIEL.
I leaned back in my chair and let out a long breath.
I had just finished reviewing the last contract for the day, and my eyes felt heavy from staring at numbers and clauses for hours.
It had been nearly two weeks since the gala. And in those two weeks, business had exploded. Deals were coming in like rain during the wet season. Investors who had ignored us before were suddenly interested. Old partners were renewing contracts without much persuasion. New clients were practically lining up.
I tapped my pen lightly on the desk and chuckled under my breath.
“Elyra,” I muttered to myself.
I didn’t believe in luck. I believed in strategy, timing, and hard work. Superstitions were for people who didn’t understand numbers. Yet… ever since that gala night with her, things had been goi
