Chapter 2 - Uncovering The Mysterious Object Near The Service Corridor
The heavy oak doors of the ballroom remained shut, muffling the chaotic whispers of the panicked guests inside.
Head of private security Marcus Vance knelt beside a silver tray that lay discarded near the service corridor entrance.
His gloved fingers brushed against a small, heavy object half-hidden beneath a torn velvet napkin.
It was an antique platinum signet ring engraved with a crest that hadn't been seen in elite circles for twenty years.
Marcus turned the ring over in his palm, his sharp eyes narrowing as he recognized the family insignia.
This was the exact crest belonging to the billionaire industrialist who had mysteriously vanished a decade ago.
And it had fallen directly out of the pocket of the young waiter boy who was now hiding in the kitchen.
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Marcus stood up slowly, slipping the ring into his pocket as a cold realization settled in his chest.
The spilled wine wasn't a clumsy accident staged by a poor child; it was a calculated tactical maneuver.
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