Strategic Seats and an Unspoken Challenge

In the far corner of the exhibition hall, two men observed the crowd with calculated interest. Alistair Dubois, impeccably dressed in a tailored navy suit, leaned slightly toward Lennox.

"Notice how Thorne hasn't even glanced at his wife since arriving," Alistair remarked quietly. "Those rumors about their forced marriage must be true."

Lennox nodded. "Seven years of complete indifference. Impressive commitment to ignoring someone."

The exhibition hall had transformed into the conference area for the main event. Rows of chairs faced the stage, with the coveted front row reserved for VIPs and key industry leaders.

"The keynote's starting soon," Lennox said, checking his watch. "We should find seats."

As they moved toward the seating area, Julian Croft entered with Elara at his side. Unlike her usual position at Thorne Industries events—lingering quietly in the background—Elara walked confidently beside Julian, matching his stride.