Chapter 120 Moonlit Turmoil

• Lance stiffened almost imperceptibly, his eyes lingering on Edwin's for one last charged moment before he turned to the woman, his smile not quite reaching his eyes. "Edwin, this is Tatiana," he said, his voice strained despite his attempt at casualness. "Tatiana, Edwin Kasper."
• Edwin was speechless, his stomach dropping at the sight of the blonde woman, whose fingers wrapped around Lance's arm as if staking a claim. The air between them grew thick with tension, the ambient sounds of the party fading into a distant hum as Edwin struggled to maintain his composure.
• He tried to open his mouth, to say something, but he just couldn't seem to produce any words out of his mouth.