~LAYLA~
The morning shattered at exactly 8:15 AM.
I was still in my robe, making coffee in the kitchen, my hair still damp from the shower, when Helena suddenly walked through the penthouse door without knocking. Her face was pale, and she was holding her phone tightly in her shaking hand.
"Layla," she gasped. "We have a situation."
Axel appeared from the bedroom, immediately on alert. "What kind of situation?"
"Eclipse Beauty," Helena said in a shaky voice. "Our European and Asian manufacturing plants have been flagged for contamination. Multiple regulatory boards are issuing warnings and the stock is…"
"Show me," I interrupted, grabbing her phone.
The screen displayed a cascade of alerts. FDA Europe. CFDA Asia. Ministry of Food and Drug Safety. All reporting the same thing: potential contamination in Eclipse Beauty products. Hazardous materials. Immediate recalls recommended.
My stomach dropped.
