A sudden clap echoed through the bustling hall, cutting through the low murmur of conversations and drawing every gaze toward the grand staircase. The sound was commanding yet composed, a masterstroke in gaining attention without the need for words.
Lucian turned his head toward the source of the sound, as did Olivia, Rose, and Celestia. Olivia discreetly released her grip on Lucian's arm, though Celestia made no such gesture, her fingers tightening slightly on his arm instead.
Standing at the top of the staircase, dressed in an impeccably tailored suit, was Antonio Starline.His sharp, chiseled features exuded authority, and his commanding presence silenced the crowd.
"Ladies and gentlemen,"Antonio began, his voice resonant and steady,"thank you for joining us on this very special evening."
The room quieted further,the guests offering polite nods and smiles, eager to hear what the Starline patriarch had to say.