Katelyn’s POV

The grand ballroom was bathed in golden light, the crystal chandeliers casting shimmering reflections on the polished marble floors.

The hum of polite conversation blended seamlessly with the soft strains of a classical quartet in the corner. Waiters in crisp uniforms moved gracefully through the crowd, balancing trays of champagne flutes and delicate hors d’oeuvres.

It was the annual Financial Summit, one of the most prestigious gatherings in the industry. The room was ...