On the night of the gala, Agatha’s dress was a strategic silhouette: elegant but not daring, the sort of thing that said wealth was familiar. She moved through the room like a current: giving a word here, a polite laugh there. Eve was a comet in heels — luminous and unapologetic. Laurent basked in the reflected light. He signed the check in a whisper, as if the secrecy made him more valuable. The amount was a flourish; the real victory was the way he said, “I’m in,” with the conviction of a man who believed he had discovered the right thing before anyone else.
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