Countless rich and powerful individuals and groups arrived, with hundreds of prestigious cars lining the parking lot outside Graves Mansion. Naturally, there were many others forced to park by the curb.

Chaz was wearing a black tuxedo, his hair combed neatly as he stood and received all the guests filing through the parlor.

Naturally, he was only greeting the top elites of Riverton—his retainers would handle the modest families and small business owners.

Even as he appeared bright and pleasant, raising his champagne flute to salute the guests around him, one of the servants came to him with a report, "Everything's in place, sir... but the Salazars didn't send anyone, citing unforeseen circumstances."

Chaz shrugged. "Never had much hope in Donald Salazar anyway."

"That's not it, sir," the servant said, before leaning in to whisper into Chaz's ear, "The Salazars' factory was retaken by Kurt Stinson. At this point, they have no leverage for a partnership with us. though someone from Mr. Stinson's side has since made contact with us."

surprised. "Tell them yes. I'm fine with partnering with

The servant nodded

was at Lane Manor two nights

is my house, and I've assembled every man we have, not

settle this once and for all,

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grandly decorated room, Helen was sitting before the dressing table, staring blankly at the

the phone she left on the table, her eyes welling up with worry—she had been fretting that he would really come

and there was no

he would not be just facing the Graves' wrath, for the Lionhearts would want

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