The single sentence from Dominic Mylod hung in the air like a localized frost, freezing the jubilant atmosphere of the ballroom in a heartbeat. For a few agonizing seconds, the silence was so absolute that the hum of the industrial HVAC system sounded like a roar. Every eye in the room—from the billionaire magnates of Caelum Corporation to the high-ranking officers in dress whites—was fixed on Dominic. They looked at him with the pitying curiosity one might afford a man walking willingly into a lion's den.
Eva Flynn’s face underwent a grotesque transformation, her features contorting with a mixture of shock and lethal indignation. "Did you... did you just call me a shameless jade?" she hissed, her voice trembling with the sheer force of her ego being bruised.
Dominic adjusted his cuffs w
