**Victoria's Point Of View**
Remember when I said I loved to be iconic?
Well, if you didn't, I'm here to remind you. My mother was highly superstitious, or a terrible liar. She always tried to sway me with tales of people who did bad things and got punished for it. As a way to try and make me lean towards the good side.
I hope you're looking up at me mom because you're about to eat those words.
After a week of being spoiled by Massimo, reviewing my company employees and making the necessary cuts to those who had no use to me if they couldn't use their brains.
I had let go of my hate for Eleanor and Enzo. For that week.
Because while scheming, I realized that something beautiful was about to fall into my hands. A chance to publicly humiliate Enzo and make him sour with rage and je
