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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

drawn to each other, but Nora

words, Arnold strode into

drew attention as he walked, his

was Linda, wearing a gown that was unmistakably from one

her frame, the intricate beadwork catching the light with every step.

amplified by her choice

gown… it’s from “Élode Haute Couture“, isnt it?” year’s

whispered Theard it costs more than

“Do you think she’s

heart sank, t

her expression

of experience in public settings had trained

of a nearby ge ched her ears, bringing

champagne golden gown,” a man commented, gesturing subtly toward Nura. “There’s something rape about her. That

the

ballroom seemed to

room, his expression unreadable until his eyes landed on Nora. For a brief moment, the noise fade, and an unspoken tension stretched

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line of sight, her expression shifting su

to one

stepped closer to Nora, his presence grounding and protective. He leaned in slightly, his voice low and calm.

she replied, though the

of the ballroom seemed distant to Nora as her

pack was small, everyone knew that.

the

afferd such

let alone fund Linda’s

the truth:

from the high–end boutique, its price is like a looming mountain of gold that has deterred countless people.

She’d always prided herself on her composure, and tonight was no exception.