Chapter 6 - The Grand Gala
The grand ballroom of the city’s most exclusive luxury hotel was a blinding display of high-society wealth.
Massive crystal chandeliers cast a warm, golden glow over the hundreds of elite guests, corporate board members, and powerful politicians mingling on the polished marble floor.
At the front of the room stood Arthur, Michael’s eighty-year-old grandfather. He was a stern, intimidating billionaire who valued family legacy above all else. Standing proudly next to him was Michael, wearing a tailored black tuxedo, and Chloe, wearing a skin-tight emerald gown that perfectly accentuated her completely fake, six-month silicone baby bump.
"Ladies and gentlemen," Arthur spoke into the microphone, his deep voice commanding the silent room. "Tonight is about the future of our empire. My grandson, Michael, has proven he understands the value of legacy. He is providing this family with its next heir. And so, it is my honor to officially name him the new CEO of—"
"He isn't providing you with anything, Arthur."
The clear, unshakable voice echoed from the heavy mahogany doors at the back of the ballroom.
The entire crowd gasped, turning in unison.
Standing in the doorway was Sarah. She wasn't wearing simple daytime clothes anymore. She wore a breathtaking, form-fitting champagne silk gown. The fabric draped perfectly over her real, beautiful fourteen-week baby bump. She looked like absolute royalty.
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Michael’s face violently drained of all color. He looked as if he had just seen a demon crawl out of hell.
👉 How will the arrogant husband react when he sees the wife he thought he destroyed?
