Chapter 16

• Ester sat in a plush armchair at a high-end lounge in one of Paris’s chicest districts, the ambient chatter around her becoming a soothing backdrop to her anticipation. She glanced at her wristwatch, the seconds ticking by like an eternity as she awaited Damien’s father. Their earlier conversation had sparked a determination deep within her, and she was eager to solidify her plans.
• When he arrived, he carried himself with an air of authority that commanded attention. His tailored suit, embossed cufflinks, and sharp demeanor spoke volumes. As he approached, a subtle smile played on his lips, though Ester sensed the tension beneath it.
• “Ester,” he greeted her, extending his hand for a firm shake. “I appreciate you making time today.”