A black luxury sedan arrived at the entrance of the De Silva Mansion.
The moment Aciel and Xylia stepped out, dozens of eyes turned toward them.
Xylia instinctively moved closer to him.
The mansion was brighter than she had ever seen before.
Luxury vehicles filled the driveway.
Men in tailored suits and women in elegant gowns walked through the entrance while armed guards stood watch around the estate.
For the first time, Xylia truly understood the scale of the De Silva Clan's influence.
These weren't ordinary guests.
Some were politicians.
Others were wealthy businessmen.
And many of them were dangerous men whose names she had heard whispered throughout Bloomsdale.
Aciel offered her his arm.
Without hesitation, she accepted it.
The moment her hand rested on his arm, several conversations around them stopped.
Whispers immediately spread through the crowd.
"That's her."
"The Antonov heiress."
"Aciel De Silva's fiancée."
"I heard he nearly started a war for her."
