As the sun dipped below the horizon, everyone aboard the yacht had finished their meals and gathered outside to watch the sunset sink into the sea.
Some lingered by the windows in the cabin, lounging on sofas while discussing business—after all, such grand gatherings were the perfect opportunity for networking and striking deals.
Lucas was deep in conversation with several company executives about next year's collaboration plans and the future of the fashion industry.
Feeling overwhelmed by the crowd, Beauty sought a quieter spot to breathe.
She made her way to a less crowded side of the deck, leaning against the railing as she gazed calmly at the ocean.
"Mind if we talk?" Cassandra seemed to appear out of nowhere, her fingers lightly gripping a wine glass, cheeks flushed with a tipsy glow—clearly, she had been drinking.
Beauty nodded but remained silent, waiting for her to speak first.
