Chapter 92: The conflict

Taking a deep breath, Marie fortified herself. She said, "Let's do this," in an unshakable voice. The gala location was an amazing spectacle of opulence and elite society. Wearing their best clothes, the guests mixed among lavish décor and animated banter. At first overwhelmed, Marie clutched to John's elbow as they made their way through the packed room. John calmly answered, "Alright," in spite of the confusion. "I need to mingle with some potential investors. Keep your eyes peeled for Evelyn, and if you spot her, try to strike up a conversation. Remember, you're charming and captivating, use it to your advantage." After giving her a brief kiss on the cheek, John vanished into the crowd of people. Feeling vulnerable and alone, Marie put on a brave grin and began navigating the social scene. After a few exchanges, she identified her target. Evelyn Thompson was sitting on a luxurious sofa, enjoying a glass of champagne while glancing around the room with a sly look in her eyes. Ma