“I’m swamped right now. You can tell him yourself.” Madison chuckled. “And don’t forget to send me your account number!”

Just as Bianca finished speaking, she heard another voice in the background. “Mrs. Lopez, the president would like to invite you on stage to share your thoughts.”

Madison sighed. “I’m really busy, so I’ve got to go.”

The call ended, and the background noise faded. Bianca stood there, feeling warmer than she had in a long time. Smiling, she took a deep breath and moved forward with a lighter heart.

Meanwhile, at Emerald Artists Agency, Diana stared at the latest update. She had hoped Phoenix Alliance Group’s stock would finally...