~Isabella POV~
Mayor Hills’ campaign gala was in four hours. I have been running around between the Old Country Estate function hall and Victor’s penthouse all day. The street and perimeter of the venue were barricaded by the New York Police Department and State Police as they went about doing security sweeps, which caused entry to and from the function hall to be twice as long. Victor’s security team was also running their own security protocols to secure the venue site. Carmen’s and my phone had not stopped ringing, and we were fielding calls from the vendors, our own team, the models, their agents, and the mayor’s campaign team. I was thankful that finally, in less than 10 hours, this pressure cooker we have all been living in for the last three weeks was going to be over.
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