Chapter 11
Elena’s heels clicked sharply against the polished marble floor of the Crystal Pavilion ballroom, each step slicing through the low murmur of gossip and clinking glasses. The air was thick with expensive perfume and barely concealed anticipation—a social powder keg ignited by Margot Hale’s latest live leak. Above, the massive chandelier scattered fractured light, casting jagged shadows over the sea of sharply dressed guests. Cameras flashed relentlessly, punctuating the charged atmosphere like gunfire.
Her gaze locked on the large projection screen at the far end, where Margot’s montage flickered—clips edited to insinuate, voices chopped to scandalous effect. The paternity rumor about Leo, Elena’s five-year-old son, had exploded beyond whispered school gossip; now it was a public spectacle, weaponized and viral. A ripple of stunned silence swept through
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