Chapter 183: Don't bother leaving-you're dying today.

The moment Vincent Zimmerman finished speaking, all eyes in the ballroom snapped to one corner of the crowd. Feeling the weight of those stares, Edith Lynch drew a steadying breath, set down her champagne flute, and stepped out from the throng. Her hem swayed with every measured step, golden light sketching her slender silhouette. She stopped in the center of the ballroom, facing Vincent head-on. "I'm Edith Lynch, representing the Lynch family." Vincent's gaze lingered on her, the corner of...