68. Mind Games with Olivia

Elijah entered the grand ballroom, his eyes scanning the crowd. The air was thick with wealth and power—two things he’d grown used to manipulating.

As he walked through the elegant space, dressed in a sharp black suit and his “James Hamesworth” persona firmly in place, his mind was focused.

Tonight wasn’t just about blending in—it was about playing the game with Olivia and the Winters.

Olivia spotted him the moment he arrived. Her face lit up, and she glided toward him, her silk dress clinging to her curves.

She was stunning, as always, but Elijah wasn’t here for that. His eyes remained cold, though he allowed a small, flirtatious smile to curl at the edges of his lips.

“James,” she breathed, reaching out to touch his arm. “I was starting to think you wouldn’t come.”

Elijah tilted his head, flashing her a charming grin.

“I wouldn’t miss it, Olivia. After all, you promised me a surprise.”

She laughed, a sound that might have fooled anyone else into thinking she was simply a woman in lo
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