Daniel: Keep the invoices under PR. No one checks PR closely enough.
Lorena: And if finance asks why I approved the dinner in Tulum?
Daniel: Then smile. You always know how to make men relax.
That one hit the room differently.
The first image had scandal in it. Affair. Betrayal. Something ugly but familiar enough that people could still pretend it was private. But the invoices, the shell vendor, the expense manipulation, those dragged the whole thing out of the marital realm and into the cold fluorescent territory of professional rot. Suddenly it was not just about who Daniel slept with.
It was about who he had been stealing from while he was doing it.
You looked across the ballroom at Lorena.