Declan and Shelia made a hasty exit from the Nichols' residence. Juan descended from the second floor, his eyes scanning the room. Joe approached him and reported, "Sir, I didn't see Mr. Tracy here."

A flicker of disappointment in Juan's eyes. He had hoped to finally unmask Tracy, but Tracy didn't even show up. "Though Tracy didn't show," Joe continued, "Michael did."

As if on cue, Michael sauntered over.

"Mr. Nichols, a pleasure to meet you."

"Me too. Why didn't Mr. McKinney come to the event?"

Michael chuckled, a sound like velvet. "Mr. McKinney couldn't make it, but I'm here. It's all the same, really."

Juan raised an eyebrow, catching the undercurrent in Michael's words.

In the past, Michael had been nothing more than the McKinney Group's top actor, but not a power player. But now, he was implying something more.

"Mr. Austin, could you enlighten me?"

Michael's smile deepened, his eyes glinting with a mysterious light.

time, appearing only briefly at a masquerade and vanishing just as quickly.

the implication and

behind the McKinney Group, Tracy's prolonged

a horde of reporters burst into the room, their cameras flashing like a barrage of

room,

with keen interest. She had tipped

tomorrow, the world

that Michael was the true

Tracy would be relegated to the status of a mere

beside her, Oscar asked, "Is Michael really the president of

that Tracy and Debra were the same

"What do you think?"

"I don't know."

someone else was in charge of the McKinney Group, but now

his shoulder.

Whether, Michael

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