CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWELVE – A DEADLY GAME

Julian stepped forward, his body tensing as he placed himself between Charlotte and Anya's insidious advances. "Enough games, Anya. We know about your illegal dealings, your criminal empire built on a foundation of lies and betrayal." Anya's eyes widened in mock surprise, her delicate hand fluttering to her chest in a parody of innocence. "Why, Julian, whatever are you insinuating? Surely you wouldn't stoop so low as to make baseless accusations against my family's good name." Julian's jaw clenched, his eyes blazing with barely restrained fury. "Don't play coy with me, Anya. We have evidence, proof of your family's misdeeds that will see you and your father behind bars." A hush fell over the immediate vicinity, the idle chatter and laughter fading away as guests turned their attention to the brewing confrontation. Charlotte could feel the weight of their scrutiny like a physical burden, her heart pounding in her chest. Anya seemed utterly unfazed, her expression one of serene amuse