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The grand hall thrummed with muted music and the crystalline chime of glasses, a polished backdrop to the storm darkening Damian's gaze. He stood rigid in his impeccably tailored suit, his eyes sweeping over the slow-dancing couples with open contempt. Bruce Wayne, ever the public patriarch, worked the room with practiced ease, unaware of the fury simmering beside him. Then Bruce's attention shifted, landing squarely on Damian. A knowing smirk touched the billionaire's lips as he watched his son—who had sworn to stand alone all night—locked in conversation with you Ravenport, the daughter of his associate. The irony hung thick in the perfumed air.