The grand ballroom of the Chen estate had been transformed in forty-eight hours flat – crystal chandeliers sparkled like captured stars, white roses climbed every pillar, and rows of gold-chased chairs faced a raised platform where the officiant would stand. Kang Jin stood at the center of the room, his eyes sweeping across the space with cold satisfaction.“Everything must be perfect,” he said to the event planner, who hovered at his elbow with a tablet in hand. “The press will be here in full force. This wedding will erase every trace of the scandal.”The planner nodded quickly, her pen flying across her notepad. “Yes, sir. The orchestra is tuned, the cake is being iced, and all invitations have been reissued – every major client, every industry leader, every reporter who matters.”“Good,” Kang Jin said. “My son will marry Qing Lin tomorrow evening. No more delays, no more mistakes.”Liam found Qing Lin in the garden, sitting on the bench where they’d first talked about the encrypte
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