Chapter 62 - the poisoned gala
The grand ballroom of the Moretti corporate tower was illuminated by thousands of sparkling crystal chandeliers. Sophie and Ruby were hosting a massive, highly publicized charity gala, surrounded by hundreds of the city's most powerful and influential elite guests.
The atmosphere was sophisticated and joyous. However, hiding in plain sight among the impeccably dressed catering staff was one of Viktor's elite phantom operatives. He moved with chilling precision, carrying a silver tray of vintage champagne.
The assassin hadn't brought a gun or a bomb. He carried a highly advanced, tasteless, and odorless synthetic neurotoxin, designed to trigger a fatal cardiac arrest within seconds. He smoothly offered two laced crystal flutes directly to the twin queens.
Sophie smiled politely, reaching for the delicate glass. But Ruby, inheriting her father's terrifying apex predator instincts, noticed a microscopic tremor in the waiter's gloved hand and a bead of cold sweat on his brow.
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In a fraction of a millisecond, Ruby violently slapped the crystal flute out of Sophie's hand, shattering the illusion of safety.
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