Evelyn’s POV
A few minutes passed and we landed. The jet door opened, and the cool air hit my face the moment I stepped out. Bright lights were shining everywhere, and people moved in long lines toward the entrance of the summit hall. I held my small purse tightly, trying not to look overwhelmed.
Alex stood beside me, fixing his cuffs while his eyes moved across the crowd. He looked calm and sure of himself, like someone who belonged here. The sound of cameras clicking began almost at once, and some of the paparazzi turned their lenses toward us.
We walked toward the red carpet, staff members guiding us. Several women dressed in expensive gowns were ahead of us, talking softly and smiling for the cameras. Their partners looked just as powerful, and I could tell this place was only for t
