THE MASKED MAN — XAVIER ZUBIMENDI The grand ballroom fell silent as the mysterious man made his entrance. He wore a sleek black mask that covered the upper half of his face. His presence was commanding, his every movement exuding power and confidence. The guests parted and gave way as he walked to the center of the room, his polished shoes clicking against the marble floor.“Ladies and gentlemen,” he announced, his voice smooth but laced with an undercurrent of menace. “Thank you for gracing my humble gathering. Tonight, we celebrate ambition, power, and the future. I'm the host for today's gathering.”The Masked Man was none other than Xavier Zubimendi.His eyes swept across the room, lingering on Ethan's wife, Celine, who stood among the crowd. She was stunning in her black gown, her beauty undeniable. The masked man’s lips curled into a sly smile as he approached her, his gaze predatory.“And who might this vision be?” he asked, his tone dripping with false charm. “Such elegance,