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CHAPTER 53

Author: CagalieYula
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-31 19:33:01
The gala was a blur of expensive suits, designer gowns, and the clinking of champagne glasses. Laughter echoed around the grand ballroom, but it was all a carefully constructed illusion—just like everything else in my life.

I smiled when I was supposed to. Laughed at all the right moments. Nodded along as people talked about stocks, mergers, and the latest scandals.

But inside, It felt like I was drowning.

Chelsea hovered nearby, keeping an eye on me like she always did. I appreciated her concern, but there was nothing she could do to fix this.

Nolan was here somewhere.

I had yet to see him, but I could feel his presence.

And then—

A hand brushed against my lower back.

I stiffened, my breath catching in my throat.

“You look stunning,” a deep voice murmured.

I turned my head, my heart pounding.

Nolan.

He was dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit, his tie crisp, his posture effortless.

And his eyes—they held that same dark amusement, like he knew something I didn’t.

I swallowed hard
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