Jason had said he was heading to one of his suites.
Marcus checked the suite registry.
Three permanent suites under company ownership.
He tried calling Jason.
No answer.
He tried calling Amber.
No answer.
His jaw tightened.
Something was very wrong.
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He stepped Into the private elevator.
If this was an attack-
It wasn’t just reputational.
It was personal.
The doors closed.
And for the first time in years-
Marcus felt something dangerously close to panic.
Because he couldn’t find either of them.
And the longer they were missing-
The more damage their enemies could do
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Oh dear
The gala had changed.
Music still played.
Champagne still flowed.
But the air had sharpened.
One of the Becker sisters – Miriam – stepped into the center of the ballroom, her concern loud enough to be overheard.
“Has anyone seen Mrs. Amber?”
A contributor nearby cleared his throat eagerly.
“I saw her leave. She seemed unsteady. A man with glasses escorted her upstairs.”
Murmurs.
Phones rising.
Miriam pressed her hand dramatically to her chest.
“Oh dear…. that doesn’t look good.”
Her eyes moved strategically through the crowd.
“If she’s alone in that state, someone could take advantage of her.”
Gasps.
“Security,” she ordered, “find her immediately.”
Minutes later, a member of her security team returned – loudly.
“Mrs. Amber entered Suite 333 with an unidentified male.”
Silence.
Shock.
Suite 333.
Not her joint suite.
Miriam’s expression hardened.
“Open it.”
The hotel manager hesitated.
“That suite is privately owned.”
“And this hotel,” Miriam snapped, “is owned by my family. Open it.”
The reminder hung in the air.
Yes.
The hotel belonged to the Beckers.
Guests followed as if drawn to spectacle.
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ameras ready.
he group moved upstairs.
Marcus stood firm in front of the door.
‘You cannot enter.”
Miriam stepped forward.
‘We have reason to believe Mrs. Amber is inside with a man who is not her husband.”
Marcus didn’t move.
‘She is exactly where she intends to be.”
ler security team advanced.
wo men pulled Marcus aside despite his resistance.
The hotel manager, pressured and pale, unlocked the door.
The suite opened.
>im lighting.
loft shadows.
umber on the bed.
Kissing the man in front of her.
‘assionately.
Jnapologetically.
Flash. Flash. Flash.
Miriam gasped loudly.
‘How could she cheat on Jason?!”
The man’s back faced the doorway. 1
Broad.
Bare.
He wasn’t wearing a shirt.
His suit jacket lay discarded on the floor.
Amber’s hand rested against his chest as he turned slowly.
Deliberately.
The hallway went silent.
Jason’s face came fully into view.
Calm.
Controlled.
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Dangerous
Miriam froze mid-accusation
“You-”
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