Louis' POV
My flight was being booked while I finally got the rest I deserved. I lay back on the couch, half-watching a TV show — until I realized something odd.
The main topic wasn't my company.
It wasn't the Alvara name or the business empire.
It was me.
The TV hummed softly.
"He's one of the youngest CEOs — took over his father's business at eighteen," one of the anchors said.
"That's really young," the woman beside him replied, her voice almost admiring.
"I know, right?"
Their laughter was light, harmless — but it scraped at something inside me.
"I heard their stock prices and profit margins rose exponentially after he took over," the woman said, her red gown glittering softly under the studio lights.
"That's actually true," the man replied with a practiced smile.
"This is the part where we introduce you to Miss Angelica Jane," the host said, smiling like every word out of his mouth was rehearsed.
