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Chapter 196
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The morning of the wedding dawned beneath a sky washed clean of shadows. A thousand hues of coral and pearl blazed upon the horizon, as though the heavens themselves had bent low to consecrate this day. The beach stretched endlessly, pale and glittering, each grain of sand shimmering as if lit from within. The waves rolled slow and heavy, ceremonial in their rhythm, as if the ocean had become a cathedral organ, summoning all life to bear witness.Savannah stood barefoot in the wet sand, her gown flowing like a pale flame around her ankles. The veil clung to her hair in the sea wind, carrying the scent of salt and eternity. She pressed her hand over her heart, feeling its trembling—a rhythm caught between awe and disbelief. For all the pain, the battles, the betrayals, she had not thought such a dawn possible.Behind her, the preparations moved with quiet elegance. White chairs arched in perfect symmetry toward a driftwood altar strung with orchids and seashells. Musicians tuned their
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The ocean glistened like poured silver beneath the molten afternoon sun, its waves spilling with the patient hush of eternity. Seagulls traced wild arcs overhead, their wings flashing white against the horizon, and the air itself was perfumed with salt, jasmine, and the faint char of torches already staked into the sand for the evening to come.Savannah stood barefoot on the veranda that overlooked the stretch of shoreline chosen for the wedding. The gown hung against her form in whispered folds of ivory silk, a creation less ornate than the gala dresses of her past, yet infinitely more profound. Its hem whispered over the wood as if it carried the voice of her ancestors, ghosts interwoven with fabric. The veil, sheer and gauzy, brushed her shoulders like the hand of a departed friend.She could hear the workers below, arranging the white-cushioned chairs in precise rows facing the sea. An arch of roses and lilies was being erected, vines twisting up the poles as though nature itself
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The ballroom gleamed with chandeliers, their crystal prisms scattering fractured light across velvet drapery and gold-leafed cornices. Savannah stood at the podium, her hands pressed lightly to the oak surface as though to root herself in this moment, to hold steady the weight of memory.Her father’s portrait—Augustus Hale, severe but dignified—hung above her, framed in gilt, eyes dark with a gaze that seemed to follow her across the room. It was uncanny, almost spectral, as if his presence had been summoned by the sheer will of her speech.The crowd was assembled in reverent silence: shareholders, journalists, philanthropists, and a scattering of old family friends who had known her father in his prime. They were dressed in the shimmer of black tie, each face expectant, lit with curiosity.Savannah cleared her throat, her voice strong but carrying the tremor of truth.“Tonight,” she began, “we open the Hale Foundation. Not merely as a gesture of charity, but as an inheritance of memo
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The boardroom at Briggs Industries had always felt like a sanctum carved out of glass and steel, suspended high above the pulse of the city. Today, however, it pulsed with unease, each polished surface reflecting suspicion and hunger. The men and women seated around the long obsidian table shuffled papers, exchanged wary glances, and whispered as though plotting in the shadow of a throne.Savannah sat at Colton’s side, her dress a muted navy that set off the ivory of her skin, her fingers folded neatly in her lap. The air was electric, weighted with the anticipation of a verdict. For months, Briggs Industries had been splintered—its crown contested, its empire bled by vultures. Weston’s disgrace and sudden death had left fissures in its foundation, while Jaxon’s shadow still lingered like smoke.Now, all eyes were on Colton.He entered not as a supplicant but as a sovereign. His tailored suit was dark, his expression unreadable, his stride deliberate. Power clung to him like an aura,
The Billionaire's Hidden Vows Chapter 196
The sterile hum of the clinic seemed to stretch across eternity. Savannah sat with her palms clasped tightly in her lap, her fingers twisting as if they sought refuge from the silence. The sharp scent of antiseptic clawed at her nostrils. Somewhere behind her, Colton paced—a rhythm of leather soles on linoleum, steady but charged with unspoken dread.A young geneticist with eyes too clinical for comfort prepared the equipment. Needles gleamed beneath the fluorescent lights, catching Savannah’s anxious gaze. She recalled the first time her DNA had been tested, when the truth of her parentage cracked the glass of her existence. Now she was here again, the weight of destiny pressing its cold fingers into her shoulders.“Are you ready?” the woman in the white coat asked, though her voice suggested the answer hardly mattered.Savannah extended her arm. The needle slid in, sharp and intimate, a small invasion that drew out more than blood—it seemed to siphon fragments of history, of truth b
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The mansion had never felt so cavernous. Not even in those sleepless nights when Savannah had walked its halls like a ghost, when the walls themselves whispered of Magnolia’s betrayal, Weston’s schemes, Jaxon’s hunger. Now, in the aftermath of blood and fire, silence pressed against her chest like a coffin lid.The funeral had been quiet, stripped of spectacle. No cameras. No investors. No glossy magazines to catch her in mourning black. Presley’s sacrifice had burned through the city like a rumor in a storm, but here—inside the brittle marble heart of the estate—it was grief, raw and unadorned.Savannah sat in the library, where shadows collected in the velvet drapes and dust motes drifted like ghosts. In her lap lay a sealed envelope, one Presley had scrawled her name across in a fevered, trembling hand before he pulled the trigger that had saved her life. She had not yet opened it.Colton entered without sound. He no longer carried the sharp edges of a tyrant; there was no need. Hi
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