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The Gala of Triumph

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Chapter 48

Bailey's POV

The grand ballroom of Crest Tower stretched out before us, filled with crystal chandeliers, polished white marble, and gilded pillars. Six months ago, this same room had been a crime scene filled with betrayal, gunfire, and the threat of ruin. Tonight, it had been transformed into a dazzling gathering of high society, packed with hundreds of the city's elite, corporate executives, and political leaders.

Yet as we stepped across the threshold, the ghosts of the past didn'
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