Sandy's POV
I had attended countless elegant gatherings throughout my life, but this celebration surpassed them all. Tailored suits worth more than most people's annual salaries. Gowns that caught the light with every movement. Boisterous conversations echoing through marble halls. The lavish decorations spoke of unlimited resources.
Everything radiated authority and influence.
Grey commanded genuine respect in this territory.
I focused on observing these details after Grey escorted me inside, then vanished when his Beta delivered an urgent message.
His spouse, my newly acquired stepmother, was creating complications.
When Grey departed, I noticed Fred and Paul also slipping away. The family situation appeared more volatile than anticipated.
A server approached with a silver tray. "Refreshments, Miss?"
