CHAPTER 12

That evening, the Ravenswood estate glowed magnificently, like a palace amidst the forest. The bright golden lights stretched across the vast garden, illuminating the path leading to the grand entrance. Classical music played softly, blending seamlessly with the luxurious and powerful atmosphere of the event. A crowd of noble guests gathered, their luxurious cars lining up at the gates, ready to enter the world of one of the most prestigious families in the world.

Catherine stood by the window of her room, her gaze directed toward the garden below. She could see the elegantly dressed guests walking, chatting, and laughing, creating a perfect picture of opulence. But behind the grandeur, Catherine could feel an invisible weight pressing down on her shoulders. This was her first official debut to high society as the wife of Lucius Ravenswood – the heir to the family.

A soft knock on the door broke her reverie. Lucius entered, dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit, exuding power and elegance. He walked over to Catherine, a smile on his face, one that looked effortless but left an unsettling feeling in her stomach.

“Are you ready?” Lucius asked, his eyes sparkling under the light.

Catherine took a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart. “Yes, I’m ready,” she replied, adjusting her lavish white evening gown, its intricate lace details a stark reminder of the role she was expected to play.

Lucius nodded and then wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close. “Tonight, you will be the center of attention,” he said softly, but there was a subtle warning in his tone. “All eyes will be on you. But don’t worry, we will shine together.”

Catherine gave a small nod, her stomach tightening. The tension was building, layer by layer. As they stepped out of the room, the sounds of laughter and conversation filled the air, growing louder as they made their way toward the grand hall.

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When the large doors swung open, the entire hall seemed to pause. Every pair of eyes turned toward the couple who had just entered. The grand hall of the Ravenswood estate appeared even more magnificent than before. Towering crystal chandeliers sparkled like thousands of diamonds, their light reflecting off the ivory marble walls and deep red drapes. The banquet tables were adorned with fresh flowers and flickering candles, creating an atmosphere that was both luxurious and commanding.

Catherine could feel the gazes following her every move. The noblewomen watched her with a mixture of curiosity and envy, while the men’s eyes appraised her in silence. Lucius, with his confident and regal demeanor, held her hand firmly, guiding her through the crowd.

"This is Catherine Ravenswood, Lucius’ wife," Mr. Maximus announced, his voice echoing across the hall, commanding everyone’s attention. "Let us celebrate the woman who has joined our esteemed family."

"Raise your glasses, everyone! Tonight, we not only celebrate the prosperity of the Ravenswood family, but we also make a declaration that we will continue to lead in every field. This is a pivotal moment to affirm our standing!"

Applause erupted throughout the hall as everyone lifted their glasses of fine wine, toasting and smiling as though they were all the closest of friends. But Catherine knew better. Behind those smiles, behind the clinking of glasses, there were hidden motives, secrets, and power plays that only those in this world truly understood.

Lucius led her around the party, introducing her to the most influential people in high society. Powerful politicians, top businessmen – they were all present tonight. Every greeting, every handshake, felt like a subtle game, one Catherine wasn’t sure she was ready to play, but one she would have to understand if she wanted to survive.

“Lucius, your wife is truly beautiful,” an older gentleman said, his eyes lingering on Catherine with a look that held far too much meaning. “She will certainly be a valuable addition to the Ravenswood family.”

“Indeed,” Lucius responded, his smile never faltering. “I am very fortunate to have her.”

Catherine stood by his side, feeling the weight of every eye on her, every word she spoke potentially fodder for gossip. The scrutiny was suffocating, and as the night stretched on, the pressure only grew.

Lady Lily, dressed in a glittering black evening gown, approached them. Her cold gaze met Catherine’s, and though the smile on her lips was practiced, it didn’t hide the arrogance in her posture.

"Catherine, you seem to be getting used to the family’s atmosphere, aren’t you?" she asked, her tone laced with a challenge.

Catherine forced a smile, her lips trembling slightly. "Yes, Mom. Everything here is truly impressive."

Lily raised an eyebrow, scanning Catherine’s gown as if assessing every detail. “Indeed, very impressive. But remember, not everyone can maintain this appearance for long.”

Lucius immediately intervened, his grip on Catherine’s hand tightening. “Mother, Catherine is doing wonderfully. Please don’t put unnecessary pressure on her,” he said, his voice gentle but carrying an unspoken warning.

Lily merely shrugged, her expression unchanged. “It’s up to you, Lucius. But remember, this family has its own rules, and no one is allowed to break them.”

The tension in the air was thick for a moment, but it was quickly broken by the sounds of laughter and conversation from the crowd. Maximus signaled for Lucius and Catherine to join him and a group of important guests.

Soft music began to play, signaling the start of the dance. Couples gracefully made their way to the center of the hall, the lights of the chandelier reflecting off elegant gowns and perfectly tailored suits.

"Shall we dance?" Lucius asked, leaning down to look at Catherine.

Despite the knot in her stomach, Catherine nodded. “I think it would make the evening perfect.”

Lucius smiled and led her to the center of the hall. Together, they danced under the watchful eyes of dozens of onlookers. But instead of feeling overwhelmed, Catherine slowly began to realize that she was stepping into a much larger game. One where every smile, every movement, was part of a larger strategy—one she would have to learn to navigate if she wanted to survive in this world.

In Lucius’ arms, Catherine had a realization. She was no longer just an ordinary woman. Tonight, at the lavish Ravenswood family gathering, she had officially entered a new life—one where power and status ruled above all else.

Lucius leaned in close, his breath warm against her ear. “Catherine, you look stunning tonight.”

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