Chapter 5 - The Wealthy Guests Whisper Frightened Rumors In Darkness
Across the long mahogany table, corporate executives, politicians, and high-society figures huddled together in fearful, hushed whispers.
“I told him marrying into that social climber’s family was a massive mistake from day one,” a prominent senator muttered.
“If those security guards search our phones, my private offshore accounts will be exposed to federal regulators,” a nervous banker groaned.
Nobody dared to stand up, walk toward the doors, or challenge Damian Vance while his armed security held the perimeter.
The crystal chandelier overhead hummed softly, casting long, distorted shadows across the expensive silk gowns and designer tuxedos.
Several guests quietly slid their champagne flutes away, realizing that tonight’s engagement gala had turned into a career-ending disaster.
Damian remained standing by the head of the table, his eyes never leaving Vivienne as he digested the incoming digital documents.
“Doctor Harrison signed the death certificate,” Damian murmured quietly to himself, staring at the physician’s signature.
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Vivienne flinched visibly at the doctor's name, her face draining of every last trace of color.
The silence in the room grew heavier, suffocating everyone caught inside the wealthy estate's golden cage.
