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That evening, at Villa 27, Seraphina sat on the edge of the bed wearing a sleek silk dress, gently towel-drying her hair. The faint scent of jasmine lingered in the air, evidence she had just finished bathing. The room was quiet, softened by warm lamplight.The bedroom door opened.Lucien stepped inside, dressed in black silk sleepwear, a glass of milk in his hand. His gaze fell on her immediately — calm, attentive.He walked toward her and handed her the glass before sitting beside her."Finally finished the sketch," he said quietly. "After three weeks of drafting and improvising… you can rest now."Seraphina accepted the milk and took a slow sip. A small smile curved on her lips."I have to be prepared for the upcoming Jewel Exhibition."Lucien leaned back slightly, watching her. "You've prepared more than enough."She shook her head gently."This exhibition isn't ordinary." Her voice softened, but the weight of responsibility was clear. "The International Gem & Jewelry Federation w

Madel entered the private room without hesitation.Cassy was already there, seated elegantly at the round table set with wine and plated dishes. Soft music played in the background, the lighting dim and intimate.Madel pulled out a chair and sat down casually, not even waiting to be invited.Cassy smiled faintly."Eat first."Madel didn't reply. She picked up the spoon and began eating as if she had every right to be there.Cassy wasn't in a hurry. After all, what she needed was already in Madel's possession.Halfway through the meal, Madel finally spoke."It wasn't easy to get the sketch," she said bluntly. "I only had a small window. The hard copy was in the Luminary Atelier office. They were all there, studying it."She swallowed before continuing."I made an excuse and secretly took a photo. I couldn't take the physical copy without being noticed."She pulled out her phone and slid it across the table toward Cassy.Cassy picked it up.On the screen was the design.A brooch.Her ey

"Dad," Cassy called the moment she saw the man.She immediately walked toward him.The man gave a slight nod.Jaycee Torres.In his early fifties, strands of gray already visible at his temples, he carried the air of a seasoned businessman. His tailored charcoal suit fit him perfectly, his posture upright, his gaze sharp from decades spent navigating Lunada's ruthless commercial landscape.He was the current head of the Torres family.A second-generation successor.And a man who had long carried both pride and pressure on his shoulders.A faint smirk formed on Arthur's lips when he recognized him."Well," Arthur said lazily, slipping his hands into his pockets, "I was wondering which old turtle crawled out today."A few nearby elites coughed lightly, pretending not to hear.Everyone in Lunada's upper circle knew—The Thompsons and the Torres had never been on good terms.Jaycee stopped in front of Arthur.The two men were of the same generation.But unlike Arthur, who had built his in