The gala was held in the mansion’s grand ballroom. Two hundred guests from the city’s elite sipped champagne under crystal chandeliers. Isabella, dressed in an elegant silk gown, looked for Max to share the news privately before the toast. However, Max took the stage sooner than expected, glass in hand and a cruel smile Isabella didn’t recognize.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” Max announced, his voice echoing through the speakers. “Today we celebrate new beginnings. I’ve decided to clear my life of unnecessary burdens.”
Isabella smiled, thinking he was talking about a company rebranding. But then, Max pointed toward the entrance. A stunning woman, Camilla Vane, walked in wearing a pearl necklace Isabella recognized instantly: it was her grandmother’s heirloom that had vanished from her jewelry box weeks ago.
“I present to you Camilla, my future wife and the new lady of this house,” Max continued while the crowd gasped. “And to you, Isabella, I thank you for your serv
