The Power PlayThe night of the gala arrived with an air of anticipation, the kind that only the elite of New York could create. It was a grand affair—crystal chandeliers glittering above, the scent of expensive perfume mixing with champagne in the air. The venue, a lavish ballroom, was filled with some of the city's most influential figures, all draped in designer clothing and sharp tuxedos. The glittering crowd seemed to hum with excitement, their murmurs filled with speculation about the upcoming spectacle.James, standing near the entrance in a tailored black suit, was the embodiment of power and charm. His eyes scanned the room, surveying the faces of those who had come to witness what he knew would be the event of the season. Beside him, Jenna, radiant in a floor-length red gown, looked every bit the part of the perfect fiancée. Her beauty, enhanced by the expensive jewels James had gifted her, made heads turn, and as they made their way through the ballroom, whispers rippled