Chapter 3: The Calculated Silence
For the next twenty-four hours, Julian played the part of the oblivious husband. He let Sienna think she had gotten away with the ring, that it was just a "misunderstanding." He invited her to a dinner with the board of directors, a massive charity gala where every major player in the city would be present.
Sienna, emboldened by his "silence," wore the ring to the gala. She strutted through the ballroom, flaunting the diamond on her finger, whispering to the other socialites that Elena was "unstable" and "fading out of the picture."
She didn't notice the look of pity on the faces of the staff, nor the presence of the two men in dark suits standing near the exit—men who looked remarkably like federal investigators.
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As Julian stepped onto the podium to give his keynote speech, he signaled for the massive projector screen behind him to lower.
"Tonight is about legacy," Julian said, his voice booming through the auditorium. "And tonight, I’d like to show you exactly who is protecting that legacy, and who is trying to burn it down."
