Downstairs.
Pierce was chatting with a guest when his phone buzzed. He checked the message, then smiled apologetically. "Excuse me, Mr. Lennox. My ex-wife brought me something, and I need to run upstairs to grab it."
Lachlan Lennox smiled knowingly. "You two still have such a great relationship?"
Pierce chuckled warmly, leaving it ambiguous. "Don't laugh at me."
Lachlan looked genuinely surprised. He hadn't expected Pierce to acknowledge it, let alone with such obvious fondness. "Sounds like a reconciliation is in the works?"
"We'll leave it up to fate," Pierce smiled. "Excuse me."
With that, he headed for the stairs, stealing a quick glance at Sebastian before he left.
Lachlan immediately turned to the surrounding guests and started gossiping about how Pierce rushed upstairs just because of a text from his ex-wife, heavily implying they were getting back together and having a secret rendezvous.
The rumor spread like wildfire, quickly reaching Sebastian.
Sebastian's grip on his wine glass tightened dangerously. He immediately began scanning the room for Riley.
Noticing his sharp movements, Serena eagerly stepped in. "Are you looking for someone, Sebastian? I can help you find them."
Realizing he had let his panic show, Sebastian reeled in his emotions, suppressing the dark anxiety clawing at his chest. "Winona," he said flatly.
Jealousy flared in Serena's eyes. "I saw her with Riley earlier. Riley got drinks spilled all over her, so Winona went upstairs with her to change clothes."
Sebastian immediately pulled out his phone and dialed Winona's number. It rang out completely unanswered until it automatically disconnected.
His anxiety skyrocketed.
He took a step toward the stairs, but froze mid-stride.
If it wasn't them, who could it be?
Sebastian's mind raced, trying to untangle the web.
Watching him stare intensely at the second floor, Serena grumbled internally. Pierce had told her Sebastian didn't care about Winona at all, so why did he look so worried?
Suddenly, Sebastian spotted Victoria making her way up the stairs. His eyes turned pitch black.
Why was she going up?
The answer hit him instantly. The mastermind wanted Victoria to be the audience. They wanted her to catch him with Riley, handing her the ultimate blackmail material on a silver platter.
Stopping himself had been the right move.
His phone buzzed. It was Franklin.

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