The Heiress's Choice
de, the air was thick with the scent of expensive cologne and aged whiskey, the murmurs of New York's elite blending into a sonata of wealth and influence. Tonight was supposed to be just a
anning the room with sharp precision. Near the center was my father, James Thompson-commanding, composed, surrounded by men who wh
there was Liam Chen, lingering too close to the board members, his smile measured, his stanc
legal confidante, slid beside me,
nning a murder," Rachel m
ng my glass down. "If I
chel tilted her chin toward my father, who was leaning in to sp
ned. "What are th
ow. But I don't like the way Victo
cut through the noise like a w
with the quiet arrogance of a man who was used to owning everything he touched.
moothly, masking my irri
epping closer. "We run in the same
rse, h
erved, his gaze flicking to
am, I can assure you,
ere for small talk." He leaned in slightly and brushed a finger
h silenced the room. My head snapped toward the source of
efest second. Victor Lang placed a firm hand on his shoulder, speaking low a
reamed that som
reach my father, Liam intercepted
here?" he as
" I sn
der, but his smirk remained. "Easy no
Unless you want me to
reful, Annette. You don't even kn
n my spine. Before I could demand answer
ho never showed weakness,
red, barely catching himself on a nearby chair
heels clicking sharply against
ther's face drained of color. Victor was stepping
tching him before he hit the floor. "Stay with me,"
the only thing that came out was a ragged breath. Then his eyes
but all I could hear was the sound
chaos like a knife. "Prepare yourself, Annette,"
is words when Rachel grabbed m
ette, I just checked something-your father had a full medical checkup
aught. "You
k. And someone her
suddenly felt like a mask hiding a dangerous secret. My father
I turned to find Liam watch
fully," he said smoothly. "The
f you had anything to
iatingly casual. "Oh, Annette. You
der appeared at my side. "You ne
your father's empire.
'm not just going to st
awing my attention back to him. "