Chapter 297

• On the day of Helen’s exclusive gathering, influential women from across the capital and the families of top-tier executives all arrived at the Hell Monarch Estate. The event had been announced as a “winter showcase,” designed to highlight the estate’s rare orchid collection. Yet, there hadn’t been any snowfall that day, and the orchids had recently been relocated to a private greenhouse, where, despite expert care, only a few blossoms had dared to bloom this season.
• But the flowers or the weather were never truly the point. Everyone knew Helen’s gathering was a carefully orchestrated display of power and status.
• That day, Helen wore a deep crimson silk gown embroidered with bold lilies, her shoulders draped in a pristine white fox fur stole. Her hair, streaked with a touch of silver, was styled in an intricate updo, crowned with a delicate gold tiara set with rubies. She carried herself with an air of undeniable authority and prestige, the kind cultivated through years in the upper echelons of the business world.