“See them?” Elsie Pierce lifted her chin with an air of effortless superiority, her voice soft yet sharp enough to cut. “Those are Redharrow’s rising elites. That one over there—he’s the heir to the Keron Group. And that man? He’s the CEO of the Summitcrest Corporation, a self-made billionaire before the age of forty.”
Her manicured finger moved from one figure to another as she continued her parade of names.
“And that one… well, you get the idea.”
Her tone made it clear: Issac was being educated.
Because in her mind, he desperately needed it.
After all, ever since news spread that the Draknhold Bastion’s High Jarl would personally visit the Pierce family tonight, the entire Redharrow elite circle had descended upon the Pierce estate like moths to a flame.
Every influential figure wa
