Chapter 70 Betrayal

• The night air carried a faint chill, mingling with the soft hum of the city beyond the towering glass walls of the penthouse suite. Dim lights cast long shadows across the luxurious space, flickering like ghosts on the smooth marble floors. It was the perfect stage for a well-orchestrated plan, one that had been carefully set in motion long before tonight.
• Linda stood near the window, her slender fingers lightly tracing the rim of a wine glass. Her lips curled into a smirk as she turned her gaze toward the man standing across the room.
• Alexander.