The air was thick with tension, a mixture of curiosity and judgment, as reporters jostled to extract the truth behind her decision to leave Miguel Reynolds, the enigmatic billionaire who had once held her heart.
"That's my personal life!" Elisa replied, her voice ringing with fierce determination.
She straightened her spine, trying to summon the strength she had honed over the years amidst the bright lights and probing questions.
The urge to lash out at the paparazzi tugged at her, a pulsing anger she kept on a tight leash. They were relentless like vultures drawn to the scent of scandal.
[ What exactly did you leave Miguel Reynolds for? Please tell us?? ] one harried reporter pressed,
Elisa's lips curled into a defiant smirk.
"Because I have a multi-billion company, yo, success!" she pronounced, each word dripping with pride.
Just then, a familiar voice edged its way through the clamoring crowd, slicing through the tension like a blade through silk.
