Conversations hummed throughout the room. Politicians, business tycoons, socialites, and international investors mingled beneath the soft music of a live string quartet. And yet, despite the grandeur, many eyes were still drawn to one couple. Aurelian Wyndham and his wife. Mercy stood beside him, she complimented him well. Beside her, Aurelian looked every inch the powerful CEO he was known to be. His tailored black tuxedo fit him perfectly, emphasizing his broad shoulders and sharp posture. His dark brown hair had been brushed back neatly, and the quiet confidence in his green eyes made it difficult for anyone to look away for long. They were a picture of power. A picture of elegance. And a picture of marriage. Adam Smith had just greeted them, exchanging polite words before moving on toward another group of guests. The moment he stepped away, Aurelian’s hand instinctively moved to the small of Mercy’s back. “Come,” he murmured. Without waiting for a response, he guided her
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