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CHAPTER 34
~Zara's POV~
Dressed in an elegant peach gown with my hair neatly styled and packed, leaving a few strands to fall at the side of my right eye, I stepped out of the car beside Snow, the flash of cameras surrounding us as we entered the event.
Snow's hand rested lightly on the small of my back, giving a silent signal that we were a united front, at least for the public eye. But underneath that, the discord between us was still simmering.
Immediately we got in, the grand ballroom was filled with important figures—business tycoons, investors, and influential players.
I spotted Marcus almost immediately, standing by the bar, his gaze sweeping the room like a predator surveying his prey.
Good, my time to catch my prey had begun.
Snow's grip on my back tightened ever so slightly as we made our way over to him while exchanging pleasantries along the way.