The hour struck six.
Outside Elevate Strategic Group's New York Division, a curated stretch of polished black stone gleamed under soft lights. Velvet ropes sectioned off investors from photographers, and rows of luxury vehicles pulled in with the silent choreography of money in motion.
Tonight wasn't about showbiz or celebrity.
Tonight was about power.
Deals worth billions. Corporate sharks dressed in designer silk and Italian wool. And beneath it all, one question buzzed through the air like static:
"Who's running Elevate now?"
At 6:05 sharp, the first black sedan rolled up.
Matte black, low-profile, the kind of car that didn't scream for attention — it simply got it.
The valet moved swiftly, opening the door.
Nick Carter stepped out first.
Navy suit. Crisp white shirt. Platinum cufflinks.
No tie. Just the right balance of polished and intimidating.
The flash of cameras hit immediately. Reporters leaned in, snapping photos, microphones reaching.
