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

them irresistibly drawn to each other, but Nora understood that

strode into the

presence drew attention as he walked, his

from

frame, the intricate beadwork catching the

by her choice of attire, was undeniably striking.

hushed remarks. “That gown… it’s from “Élode

Theard it costs

someone important,” another voice chimed in. “Do you think she’s Arnold’s date?

sank, t

expression

in public settings had trained her

ched her

gown,” a man commented, gesturing subtly

in the

ballroom seemed to

eyes landed on Nora. For a brief moment,

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line of sight, her expression shifting

one of irritation.

to Nora, his presence grounding and protective. He leaned in slightly, his

never leaving Arnold. “Tim fine,” she replied, though the flutter of unease in her

the ballroom seemed distant to Nora as her thoughts drifted.

small,

have the resources to aff

afferd such

fund Linda’s opulent lifestyle.

the truth: Arnold had bought

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

her face betrayed nothing. She’d always prided herself on her composure, and tonight was no exception. But Leo, standing beside her, wasn’t so

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