A five-star restaurant crowned the top floor of the towering corporate building, its glass walls revealing a breathtaking view of the city below. Beneath the warm chandelier lights stood Yvienna, wrapped in a burgundy chiffon gown that flowed softly with every step she took. Gold metallic heels clicked faintly against the polished marble floor, while her hair—tied in a sleek, low ponytail—exposed the elegant line of her jaw, sharp and proud.
She turned her head slightly, her gaze cutting toward Divine across the room. The glare alone could have shattered glass. Setting her up for this dinner—unbelievable.
