Chapter 65

Chapter 65:

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Interest sharpened across the room as every eye locked onto Gavin. He only shrugged, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Mr. Brooks’s personal life isn’t up for discussion tonight. If I were you, I’d leave it alone.”

Douglas scoffed, folding his arms. “I’m not one to tremble at Andrew’s name. He’s just a young fella, nothing more. That painting isn’t leaving Grandcrest Tower, no matter what you say.”

Gavin’s eyes narrowed, flicking briefly toward the upper floor.

Inside the VIP room, Andrew idly spun the ring on his finger, his voice low. “Now.”

Almost on cue, the grand doors below flew open. Uniformed officers poured into the ballroom, forming a wall around the Grants and cutting off every route of escape.