Edmond's eyes were fathomless—like ice that had never known warmth, yet sharp enough to pierce straight through a person's soul.
Kirsten's heart skipped a beat.
His hand, warm and steady, still gripped her arm—but a moment later, he released it without hesitation.
He didn't spare her another glance. Surrounded by a small entourage of security guards, he walked past her, leaving behind only a faint trace of cool air in his wake.
The entire exchange lasted barely a few seconds, yet Kirsten stood frozen, as if time itself had stopped.
"Kirstie! Are you okay?"
Bella pushed through the crowd and caught her by the shoulders, her face pale with worry.
Kirsten shook her head and steadied herself, though her gaze—almost unconsciously—followed the tall figure moving farther away.
"My God, th
