The Thorne Heiress Unveiling Shadow novel Chapter 20

On the night of the Foundation Ball, a quiet, nervous energy filled the grand entrance hall of Thorne Crest. Arthur and Chase stood at the bottom of the sweeping grand staircase, dressed in immaculate tuxedos, looking more like movie stars than businessmen. Lillian, in a graceful, emerald green gown, paced back and forth, smoothing down invisible wrinkles on her dress.

"Are you sure we shouldn't have insisted on Lucinda?" she whispered to Arthur. "What if 'handling it' means she's chosen something... simple? The press will be ruthless. They feast on newcomers."

"Lillian, my love," Arthur said, taking her hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Have a little faith in our daughter. I have a feeling she knows exactly what she's doing."

Chase nodded in agreement, though he felt a flicker of the same anxiety. He wanted this night to be perfect for Evelyn, a true welcome, not another trial by fire.

Just then, they heard the soft click of a door opening on the second-floor landing.

A hush fell over the hall.

When Evelyn appeared at the top of the staircase, they were left utterly breathless.

The word "gown" seemed too simple, too terrestrial for what she was wearing.

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