Chapter 339
- We moved from guest to guest. Congratulations trailed us like perfume—handshakes, nods, polite murmurs of admiration for the Dante Group’s latest triumphs. I answered on autopilot.
- Mr. Hargrove extended a hand, “Mr. Dante, congratulations on another stellar year. The gala is magnificent, as always. The Dante name continues to shine.”
- I shook his hand. “Thank you. Means a lot coming from you.”