Three nights later, the city’s most luxurious hotel glowed with golden lights. Black cars arrived one after another, dropping off wealthy guests dressed in elegant gowns and expensive suits. Cameras flashed as reporters captured every moment of the grand charity gala. Inside the ballroom, crystal chandeliers sparkled above hundreds of guests. Soft music floated through the air while waiters moved between the tables carrying trays of champagne. At the center of the room stood the woman everyone believed was the true heiress. She wore a stunning red gown and a diamond necklace that once belonged to Elena’s mother. Her smile looked perfect as she greeted powerful businessmen and socialites. But inside, she was restless. The message from the attackers still echoed in her mind. She’s ali

