Chapter 78 Nonchalant

• Alessia
• The mansion was alive with movement. Everywhere I turned, people were rushing—maids carrying silk gowns and designer shoes, security personnel whispering into earpieces, and staff checking off last-minute details from long lists. The air buzzed with anticipation, yet beneath the glamour, something felt… off.
• I stood on the grand staircase, watching as expensive suitcases were lined up near the entrance. Andrea and Madam Claudia were deep in conversation with their uncle, their expressions carefully neutral but with an edge of tension.