CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY EIGHT – MOUNTAINS OF EVIDENCE

"I would be delighted," she purred, her lips curving into a slow, enigmatic smile. "Lead the way, Ethan. I'm ready to embrace... whatever pleasures the night may hold." His grin widened, a feral expression that sent a shiver of primal unease rippling down Jasmine's spine. But before he could respond, she was already turning on her heel, gliding away from him and disappearing into the swirling throngs of partygoers. Her heart hammered in her chest as she made her way through the crowd, her mind already whirring with the implications of Ethan's brazen invitation. This was it – her chance to gain access to the inner sanctum, to uncover the elusive threads that might finally unravel the truth behind his sordid empire. But even as she steeled her resolve, a nagging voice in the back of her mind whispered of the risks, of the lines she might be forced to cross in her pursuit of justice. Could she truly afford to compromise her principles, to surrender her autonomy – even temporarily – in