He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 283

His pace wasn't fast, but it carried an unquestionable certainty.

He took over escorting her from Arthur, his movements so fluid it looked as if they had practiced it a thousand times.

He leaned down, close to her ear, and said something at a volume only they could hear.

Sienna offered a fleeting smile in response, but it was caught by many in the crowd.

The unspoken chemistry and intimacy between them, witnessed by everyone, undoubtedly confirmed all the outside rumors.

The guests exchanged knowing glances, the same guess written plainly in their eyes.

Some began whispering that wedding bells for the two families probably weren't far off.

Seraphina Sterling, acting as K's number one fanatic fan, had also managed to get into the venue to celebrate.

Tonight, she deliberately wore an understated dark gown, terrified of stealing any spotlight from her idol.

She stood on the fringes of the crowd, watching her idol and Lucas standing side by side like a match made in heaven.

She clutched her invitation so hard her knuckles turned pale from excitement.

She almost screamed out loud on the spot, but quickly slapped her other hand over her mouth.

Her eyes were filled with genuine joy; she was truly thrilled for Sienna.

However, beneath this lively and festive atmosphere, danger was quietly approaching.

The banquet hall lights remained dazzling, and the sounds of clinking glasses and laughter filled the air.

While exchanging pleasantries with a few elders, Sienna felt her phone vibrate subtly in her clutch.

The vibration was very light, completely masked by the surrounding chatter.

She lowered her eyes to hide her expression, maintaining a polite smile.

She quietly excused herself from those around her and headed toward the lounge.

The door to the lounge clicked shut behind her, cutting off the noise outside.

Only then did she check her phone, the screen casting a faint glow on her cold features.

It was an encrypted message from her agent, Hunter Hale.

[The fish is in the net.]

The message was brief, but it made her eyes narrow slightly.

Attached below were several audio clips and a document.

Her finger tapped on the first audio clip.

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