Chapter 45 Something Worth Celebrating
- Callum’s POV
- Odette Carrington was a fucking force.
- I watched her on the flatscreen at the back of the lounge while the rest of the world held its breath. She wore that dark emerald dress like it was armor—silk draped over steel. Her eyes didn’t flinch once. Not when they brought up her family. Not when they pressed about the so-called scandal. Not when they subtly tried to corner her.