Lahat ng Kabanata ng Revengeful Contract to the Cold Heir: Kabanata 11

Emma The flashbulbs began before I even stepped out of the black town car.It was five o’clock on a rain-slicked Thursday afternoon outside the Grand Metropolitan Chapel. The venue hadn't been chosen for its holy architecture or romantic charm; it was selected for its floor-to-ceiling glass atrium, positioned perfectly along the city’s central avenue. It was a fishbowl designed explicitly for the cameras.Marcus Reyes held the car door open, extending a hand to steady me."The press was tipped off an hour ago, as requested," Marcus said quietly. "Every financial outlet, society column, and tabloid photo desk is positioned across the street. The Whitfield board members were all extended private invitations to the front pews. Chairman Vance arrived ten minutes ago.""And Michael?" I asked, stepping onto the pavement."He and Helen are inside," Marcus replied, a subtle, cold smile touching his lips. "They couldn't afford not to attend once the formal invitation was hand-delivered to the