The whispers became louder.
Isabela looked as though she wanted to disappear.
Ricardo stepped forward.
“Enough.”
Elena finally looked at him.
“No.”
One word.
Cold and absolute.
The room froze.
Dr. Montenegro handed Elena a folder.
She opened it.
“Six months ago, my husband began transferring company assets without board approval.”
Ricardo’s eyes widened.
“No.”
“Yes.”
She held up several documents.
