Chapter41 : The Gathering Storm
The ballroom was still buzzing with polite conversation and the clinking of glasses, but Elena and Adrian felt a tension that no one else could see. Across the room, the powerful man—Elena’s parents’ suspected killer—moved with ease, shaking hands, exchanging smiles. Every gesture was calculated. Every nod a subtle display of dominance. Elena kept her hand tightly around the gold pendant. She didn’t flinch. She had faced fear before. She had survived attacks, lies, and betrayal. This was just another step. Adrian leaned close. “We need a plan. You can’t confront him directly here. Not in front of all these people.” Elena nodded. “I know. But I can’t let him think he’s untouchable.” Her eyes scanned the room. The fake heiress stood nearby, trying to mask her panic with elegance. Elena
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