Damian's POV

"Enough drama, Stella. Get dressed and be at the office by nine." I ended the call before she could respond and set my phone down on the dressing-room counter.

The makeup on my face was subtle. Just enough to tone down the shine under the harsh lights.

My father appeared behind me in the mirror, wearing a satisfied smile, proud as if I were about to receive a medal of honor.

"Ready?" he asked, adjusting the lapel of his suit.

"I don't see how this is any different from any other press conference," I replied flatly.

He let out a short laugh.

"But it is different. You're announcing the beginning of a new era for Winter. And with Sophie, nothing less than perfect. The market will respond well. Peterson Group has already signaled support for the merger. All we have to do is maintain the image."

Yes. I just needed to maintain the image until Stella got pregnant. It was taking longer than I'd expected.

My father nodded to the stage assistant, who led us backsta