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CHAPTER 160 — The Line That Breaks
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*POV Derby* The master of ceremonies lowered his microphone slightly, his smile stretching into an expression of theatrical delight as he addressed the assembly. "On behalf of the Vasquez and Hayden families," the MC's voice echoed smoothly across the crystal-chandeliered ballroom, "we are honored to formally announce the upcoming wedding of Jordan Vasquez and Tamara Hayden, uniting two pillars of international commerce this coming winter." A sudden, sharp shockwave rippled through the room. Applause erupted like thunder, a wall of sound and glittering champagne flutes celebrating an alliance sealed in corporate blood and social dominance. I didn't wait for the applause to peak. I turned on my heel, slipping away from the towering floral arrangement and walking swiftly toward the side service exit. My breath came short and shallow, the heavy silk of my dress feeling suddenly like a cage. I pushed open the heavy glass fire door, stepping out into the cool, shadowed perimeter of th
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