The digitized, robotic voice echoed off the grand marble walls, freezing every billionaire, diplomat, and news crew in the room."Before you toast to the happy couple, ask Lucas Sterling how much he paid Chloe Vance to play his fiancée," the voice mocked over the speakers.Murmurs erupted like wildfire. Guests pulled out their phones, reporters raised their cameras, and Uncle Julian Sterling stood near the bar with a subtle, triumphant smirk on his face. Matriarch Evelyn’s eyes turned into slits of pure ice as she glared at Lucas.Chloe felt her pulse racing, but she remembered Lucas’s training: Never show weakness.She stood tall, her posture regal in her midnight blue gown. Beside her, Lucas didn't flinch. He didn't shout or panic. Instead, he took a slow sip of his champagne, setting the crystal glass on a passing waiter’s tray with absolute calm.The massive LED screen flashed again, displaying a private bank transfer document from the Sterling account to St. Jude Memorial H
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