Chapter 337

• Jacob didn’t make a scene. It was Rafael’s engagement gala the kind that made headlines and trended across social media. This wasn’t the time to confront family scandals, not with three Fortune 500 CEOs mingling in the same ballroom and half of Manhattan watching online.
• Still, I knew something was wrong. Jacob’s silence wasn’t peace it was precision. He would act, just not tonight.
• I caught a glimpse of Helen earlier, exchanging pleasantries and pearls with Hazel like it was nothing. The Mystic Pearl shares, part of my engagement portfolio, had been gifted during the ceremony sentimental, symbolic, and worth enough to fund a startup. And she had just passed them off.