Vanessa
The event is perfectly organized, warm lighting. Round tables with white floral arrangements. Champagne glasses circulating discreetly. Powerful women conversing in small strategic groups.
"Forum of Women Entrepreneurs and Global Innovation."
I attend every year, this year I didn't come for networking. I came because I knew she would be here.
I see her before she sees me, Clara Sinclair.
She is a few meters away, surrounded by three women who listen attentively while she speaks. She wears a navy blue dress, sober, elegant. She doesn't need to exaggerate anything. Their posture is straight, but not rigid. Her hands move naturally when she explains something.
I observe her calmly, carefully.
I take a glass of champagne from the tray that passes in front of me without looking a
