Chapter 847

• A tense silence swept over the crowd as the weight of the moment settled in. A shiver of unease crept into the air, making everyone instinctively stiffen. Slowly, they turned toward the approaching figure—Gavin.
• His imposing presence was impossible to ignore. With his hands in his pockets, he walked with deliberate ease, his sharp gaze sweeping over the gathering. His eyes, dark and unreadable, held no trace of warmth. He didn’t spare even a glance in Isabella’s direction, as if she didn’t exist.
• Breaking the silence, George stepped forward, his voice steady and cutting. “Do you have any further questions?”