CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY FOUR – BELLEWOOD MANOR

"Ms. Delacroix, welcome to Bellewood Manor. Mr. Bell has been expecting you. If you'll follow me, please." Jasmine nodded, falling into step behind the impeccably dressed man as he led her through the towering double doors and into the opulent foyer beyond. The interior of the mansion was a breathtaking display of wealth and taste, with soaring ceilings adorned with intricate frescoes and gleaming marble floors beneath her feet. Priceless works of art lined the walls, their frames glinting in the soft light that filtered through the arched windows. As she trailed behind the butler, Jasmine caught snippets of laughter and conversation drifting from one of the adjoining rooms. It seemed she was not the only guest in attendance. The butler ushered her into a spacious drawing-room, where a small group of young women lounged amidst plush velvet sofas and ornate armchairs. Each was a vision of carefully cultivated elegance, their designer outfits and meticulously applied makeup a far cry