Chapter 15
The morning of the Sterling estate centennial gala dawned bright and clear, casting brilliant ribbons of golden sunlight across the sweeping lawns, the grand limestone facade, and the massive arched windows of the historic manor. For the first time in years, the grand foyer was filled not with tension and suspicion, but with the soft, elegant strains of classical violin music, the low murmur of distinguished guests, and the genuine laughter of people celebrating a resilient family heritage.
Julian stood near the base of the sweeping staircase, dressed impeccably in a tailored black tuxedo, greeting a
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