Chase and Ida had people out scouring everywhere for Ellinor, but they found a big fat nothing.
Where in the world was she hiding?
âMr. Blanchet, weâre here.â
Theo snapped back to reality as he peered out the window. Theyâd arrived at the hotel where the business banquet was being held.
He murmured an acknowledgment, then hopped out of the car.
With a cool swagger, he stepped into the banquet hall.
A curvaceous woman dolled up in a fancy dress was making a beeline for him.
Sophia, with a flirty smile, cooed. âTheo, what took you so long? Weâve been waiting for ages!â
Theo maintained his personal bubble, responding indifferently. âItâs not like this is some big-deal event;
thereâs no need for me to rush.â
âBut it is a big-deal event, Theo.â Sophia retorted. âItâs a business banquet! Everyoneâs here to exchange the latest news and resources, both domestic and international. Youâre a businessman; how can you have no interest in this?â
The truth was that Theo was entirely uninterested. He already had access to the most cutting-edge global news and resources, so he didnât need to waste time at such a gathering.
But Jonah and the others had been badgering him over the phone to show up. Heâd been constantly blowing off their invites, and it wouldnât be cool to keep ducking them.
The other parties Jonah invited him to were way too rowdy. This business banquet was comparatively chill, which was why he agreed to come.
Sophia giggled. âAlright, alright. If you donât feel like mingling, letâs go find Mr. Wyton and Mr. Larios.
Theyâre on the terrace!â
Theo gave a nod and trailed after her.
As Theo followed Sophia upstairs, he crossed paths with Balfour coming downstairs. The tension was thick as they locked eyes, but they brushed past each other without a word.
Once upon a time, due to the feud between the Blanchet and Howard families, even if they werenât on good terms, theyâd still exchange pleasantries.
But ever since the Ellinor incident, the fact that Balfour hadnât taken a shot at Theo was him showing restraint. Exchange pleasantries? Fat chance!
Six months ago, after a fight over the Ellinor matter, they cut all ties.
Theo couldnât be bothered with Balfour, so he headed to the terrace.
Upon seeing Theo, Jonah immediately rose with a drink in hand and slung an arm over Theoâs shoulder as he began making jokes. âTheo, youâre a rare sight these days! You planning on becoming a monk or something?â
Theo shot him a cold glare and shoved him away impatiently. âBuzz off!â
Jonah stumbled away, feigning innocence, and darted over to Kemp. âDid you see that? I was just showing some concern, and he tells me to buzz off! What kind of friend does that?â
Kemp was lounging on the terrace sofa, sipping his drink, and watching Jonah. âServes you right!â
With that, he picked up a glass of liquor from the table in front of him and casually handed it to Theo, whoâd just sat down next to him. âHow have you been lately? Any news of her?â
Theo accepted the glass, clinked it against Kempâs in a toast, then shook