chapter 22

Sorin stood in the grand hall of the Zaveri estate, gazing out of the floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the sprawling gardens. The evening sun bathed the landscape in a golden hue, casting long shadows from the ancient oak trees that dotted the property. It was a scene he had witnessed countless times growing up, yet today it seemed different as if the very essence of the estate had shifted.

He could hear the distant sound of laughter and music drifting in from the gardens where the wedding celebration was in full swing. Guests mingled under the twinkling lights, savoring the finest wines and gourmet dishes that the Zaveri family was renowned for. It was a lavish affair, befitting a union between two influential families.

Turning away from the window, Sorin adjusted his tuxedo jacket, feeling the weight of responsibility settle on his shoulders. Today was not just any celebration; it marked the beginning of a new chapter in his life. A chapter that had been orchestrated by his