Emily Miracle wasn't around; unfortunately, she didn't get to attend the function. Among the invited guests were the Clarksons. But still, Deborah Tracy Clarkson wouldn't attend. The two women had gone for a get-together trip.
Julian and his daughters arrived at the venue ahead of time. They did this in order to get fully prepared for the event.
Lights stretched across the entire compound, soft golden hues reflecting against polished floors and glass walls. Cars lined the driveway, one after the other, each arrival adding to the quiet buzz already building inside.
It wasn't just a gathering; it was a statement.
Inside the grand hall, voices blended into a steady hum. Business partners, investors, old allies, and quiet rivals, all dressed in confidence and curiosity. Glasses clinked, polite laughter rose and fell, but beneath it all, there was one shared question.
Why tonight? What was going to happen? Julian Miracle didn't host events without reason. And everyone knew it.
