Chapter 179 Cold Father

• Chris
• I made my way through the crowded banquet hall, scanning the room for Patricia. The air was thick with the scent of perfume and the low hum of conversation, making it difficult to concentrate. I had been searching for her for the better part of half an hour, and I was no closer to finding her—as if she was actively avoiding me.
• Finally, getting a bit desperate, I approached a group of young women in the hopes they might know where to find her.