Luis strode into La Belle Boutique, its opulent interior bustling with customers chatting with the attendees.

The air was thick with the scent of designer perfumes and the soft hum of hushed conversations.

Luis was looking ever so elegant in his black tailored suit, his broad shoulders accentuating its flawless fit.

He was carrying a sizable briefcase, his gaze fixed intently on the future as he navigated through the crowd with ease straight to Elena's office.

He knocked, and Elena's melodious voice invited him in. “Yes, come in.”

Luis entered, dropping the suitcase onto the table with a soft thud. His eyes locked on Elena, who lounged in her chair,...