Chapter 149

• THERON POV
• Chun Kit prowled into the room like a predator claiming territory, Zinnia and Zhenhai flanking him like loyal wolves. My father lingered near the doorway a moment longer, then crossed to the opposite end of the table with that same imperious calm he always wore in rooms like this.
• From the corner of my eye, I saw Renzo’s jaw tighten, his glare locked on Zhenhai who lounged back with a slow, smug grin tugging at his lips. I followed his gaze to Zinnia. She was performing her role to perfection, flashing curated smiles at the shareholders some coy, some disarmingly soft. She was here as the decor, the living façade of Pink Dolphin: seductive, inoffensive, calculated.