The guests began to fill the room. Leo’s side was a sea of Eleanor’s business partners—stoic, haughty figures in expensive suits and couture dresses. Anna’s side was her family and friends—simple, sincere people, their faces beaming with genuine happiness for her. Her father, Robert Peterson, stood out among them. A sturdy man with kind, weary eyes, he wore his best suit, but it was clear he felt uncomfortable in the opulent surroundings.

Finally, the official toasts began. The emcee delivered flowery speeches. Guests raised their glasses to the happy couple. Anna and Leo exchanged smiles, trying to ignore the palpable tension that hung in the air.