They were wrong.
Elena looked at Ricardo.
Then at Isabela.
Then back at the audience.
“For twenty-two years, my husband and I built a business together.”
Several executives nodded.
They remembered the early days.
Long before the luxury penthouses.
Before the yachts.
Before the magazine covers.
Back when the company consisted of two desks in a rented office.
Elena continued.
“People often describe Ricardo as a self-made man.”
A few guests chuckled politely.
“But tonight I’d like to correct that misunderstanding.”
The room grew still.
