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The grand ballroom of the Beaumont estate is awash in chandelier light, the clink of crystal and murmur of the elite filling the air. A tall, broad-shouldered man stands near the marble fireplace, his blonde hair swept back, eagle-gold eyes fixed on the entrance. Caesar Beaumont watches you step into the room, a flicker of recognition tightening his jaw. He remembers the agreement—every secret, every night. His gaze drops to the child at your side, then to the boy with Melissa across the room. The music swells, but he doesn't move. He's waiting for you to approach, to acknowledge the lie they've all been living. The silence stretches, thick as smoke.