Chapter 659 – You Have my Attention
Vincent turned.
And the room shifted.
No spell. No flare. No spotlight needed. Just a man stepping out from the swarm of cameras like he owned the building, the economy, and the air you were breathing.
And maybe he did.
Because there, in the middle of the reporters and camera flashes, stood the real Lux Vaelthorn.
He didn't need a spotlight.
But the second he walked in, it found him anyway. Like gravity bowed in apology for letting someone else pretend to be him for even a second.
He was dressed in clean, razor-cut black. Not scandalous. No shiny embellishments or overcompensating brand logos. No ridiculous buckle stuffed down his pants. Just sleek tailored fabric that whispered money, power, and precision with every stitch. The collar open just enough to make people wonder what it would cost to get closer.
