The evening peaked with Augustus’ closing speech, calm, steady, and leaving no doubt about the company’s direction. A toast followed, glasses raised to milestones and future gains. Soon after, the crowd thinned, guests leaving one by one as the conversations faded into the night.Augustus stayed where he was, watching in silence. His attention moved to Adrian. The signs were small but clear, the looseness in his posture, the slight delay in his responses. A faint frown formed on his face.He turned to Thomas. “Have the car ready. Adrian’s had enough for tonight.”Thomas inclined his head. “Yes, sir.”Augustus then looked toward Elara. “Alessia,” he said calmly, “take your husband home. I believe he’s had more whiskey than he should.”Elara gave a small nod. “Of course, Grandpa.”Across the room, Lillian heard everything.For a brief moment, she had hoped, just a moment, that she could leave with Adrian, that the night might still turn in her favor. But Augustus’ instruction left no sp
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