Chapter 10
The Dazzling Red Event Hall shimmered under the evening sky like a crown in the middle of the city. The glow from its massive chandeliers spilled out through the glass walls, casting golden reflections across the courtyard. Red carpets stretched from the entrance like a river, and the luxury cars arriving one after another only heightened the atmosphere.
Valet attendants dressed in tailored black suits moved swiftly and gracefully, opening doors and bowing slightly as each guest emerged, Every figure stepping out of the polished vehicles was someone of weight business magnates, aristocrats, socialites, and celebrities each one greeted with murmurs of recognition and subtle awe.
As one Rolls-Royce glided away and a Maybach pulled in behind it, the whispers grew louder.
Then, a sleek, brand-new Mercedes AMG purred into position at the entrance.
Its engine hummed low as the door opened, and out stepped James Lorenzo.
At that moment the crowd shifted, heads turned immediately. Conversations paused.
There he was.
Wearing a deep navy-blue tuxedo tailored to perfection, shoes gleaming, and an expression of quiet confidence, James stood tall with a smirk that said he believed the night belonged to him.
Camera flashes began to go off from guests and press alike, a few murmured among themselves, others gestured excitedly as they nudged their companions.
"That’s him... James Lorenzo."
"The man of the year."