It’s like watching a scene in slow motion—my friend approaches us and, without a word, opens his laptop. He begins playing a series of videos. In them, we see Iris entering the building, riding the elevator to my floor, and sneaking into one of the meeting rooms. She hides there, eavesdropping on what seems to be a private conversation between Giselle and Scarlett. That must’ve been when she found out Giselle was postponing the reveal of the new perfume formula—planning to step out for ...