CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY FIVE – THE BRAND NEW FAMILY

The sleek, black luxury SUV pulled up to the grand entrance of Miguel Eladio's mansion. Karina Zaslav sat in the back seat, cradling their newborn daughter Isabella in her arms. Miguel, usually the picture of confidence, fumbled with the car seat straps, his brow furrowed in concentration. "Are you sure it's secure?" Karina asked, her voice tinged with worry. Miguel tugged at the straps one last time. "I think so. I mean, how hard can it be?" Karina raised an eyebrow. "Says the man who just spent ten minutes trying to figure out which way the seat faces." "Hey, I'm learning," Miguel defended himself with a chuckle. "Besides, I'm pretty sure I can handle a car seat if I can run a multi-billion dollar company." As they made their way inside, the grand foyer seemed to dwarf little Isabella. The marble floors echoed with their footsteps, and the crystal chandelier sparkled overhead. "Welcome home, Miss Isabella," Miguel said softly, his voice filled with awe as he gazed at his daught