Chapter 218

• Third person pov
• The Carrington estate had always been known as a symbol of old money elegance, an architectural piece that carried the weight of centuries of influence. But on this day, it bore the weight of something more—curiosity, speculation, and the silent hum of hundreds of reporters who had been summoned to a hastily arranged press conference.
• Inside the marble-floored hall that had been transformed into a media space, cameramen adjusted their lenses, journalists scribbled preemptive notes, and television crews checked their live feeds. The Carrington name alone had been enough to spark frenzied anticipation, but the invitation had hinted at “a revelation that would change the family’s history.” Speculation had spun through the city like wildfire: a new business venture, a major political move, an acquisition. None had guessed the truth.