The convoy of cars glided to a stop outside the Fu family's grand estate, their sleek bodies catching the golden spill of lantern light. Two stately black sleekcars, polished to perfection, pulled up in elegant succession. Behind them trailed a modest red sports car that stood out like a splash of rebellion against the otherwise uniform grandeur.
The Soveir family stepped out one by one. Aunt Eleanor descended with her usual grace, the jade shimmer of her gown blending seamlessly into the golden-white theme of the venue. Uncle George was a steady presence at her side, his jade-green suit complementing her attire. Leonard followed, tall and composed in his navy tuxedo, the cut sharp enough to draw second glances. Melisa stepped down after him, sapphire silk rippling around her like a current, her mermaid gown making every movement deliberate and impossible to rush.
