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Chapter 42

By the time they arrived, the ballroom was alive with the hum of conversation and the gentle clinking of glasses

The crystal chandeliers cast a warm glow over the elegantly dressed crowd, creating a shimmering spectacle of light and shadow.

As Nora and Leo stepped through the grand double doors, heads turned almost instantly.

Nora’s appearance was nothing short of captivating

Her gown, a deep champagne golden that complimented her striking features, swept gracefully along the polished floor.

The subtle sparkle of her earrings caught the light, drawing attention to her poised expression.

Len, in his tailored midnight–black suit, exuded a quiet authority that made him the perfect counterpart to Nora’s elegance

“Mr. Leo. Ms. Nara the host exclaimed, moving quickly to greet them. His smile was broad and genuine, his voice carrying over the murmurs of the crowd. “What a pleasure to have you both here tonight.”

“The pleasure is ears” Leo replied smoothly, shaking the host’s hand. Nora offered a warm smile, her voice calm and measured as she added. “The arrangements are beautiful. It’s a lovely gathering”

As they exchanged pleasantries, Nora couldn’t ignore the growing ripple of whispers among the guests.

Eyes darted toward the entrance, and a wave of surprise spread through the room.

Curious, she and Leo turned their heads to see what had drawn such a reaction.

The doors creaked open, and a sudden tension swept over the atmosphere.

Beside her, Lena, her wolf stiffened, her voice a hurried whisper. “It’s him. He’s here.”

Nora muttered “Who?, though she already suspected the answer.

“Arnold.” Lena murmured, a hint of excitement and complexity in her tone.

The band between their ma

to each other, but Nora understood that

words, Arnold strode into the room with practiced ease.

attention as he walked, his friends

from one

clung to her frame, the intricate beadwork catching the light

by her choice of attire, was undeniably

“That gown… it’s from “Élode

it costs

voice chimed in. “Do you think she’s Arnold’s date?

sank,

expression remained

in public settings had trained her to mask her

the quiet murmur of a nearby ge ched her ears,

in the champagne golden gown,” a man commented, gesturing subtly toward Nura. “There’s something rape about her. That kind of grace at something money can buy

in the

ballroom seemed to

landed on Nora. For a brief

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Linda followed his line of sight, her expression shifting

to one

protective. He leaned in slightly, his

though the flutter of unease in her chest betrayed her

ballroom seemed distant to

was small,

didn’t have the

afferd such

luxuries, let alone fund Linda’s opulent lifestyle.

to piece together the truth: Arnold

from the high–end boutique, its price is like a looming mountain of gold

her face betrayed nothing. She’d always prided herself on her composure, and tonight was