CHAPTER 67

The morning of the international expo dawned bright, but the knot in my stomach was far from easy to ignore. This was the day—the event that could make or break my standing as the acting CEO of Bermudez Group. I had meticulously planned everything, left nothing to chance—or so I thought.

Lucia and I arrived at the venue early to oversee the setup. The expo hall was buzzing with energy, a sea of booths and displays from companies all over the world, each vying for attention.

Our booth was supposed to be a showstopper, with the centerpiece being a cutting-edge 3D design that Javier from the procurement division had been responsible for. It was crucial to our presentation. But, of course, things rarely go as planned.

I stared at the empty display where the 3D design should have been. My phone clutched tightly in my hand while I listened to Javier’s stammered excuses on the other end of the line.

“What do you mean it’s going to delivered late?” I snapped, pacing back and forth. My heart