Chapter 63

The young man paused and slowly adjusted his camera lens. The camera settled on Brielle’s face, and the chat erupted once again.

“Yep, that’s Brielle. Man, you gotta ask her what she’s doing at the gala.”

“Could she have been, you know, taken under the wing by someone influential? There were always whispers about her being a bit of a wild card.”

“I’ve always been curious, where do all these rumors come from? I was in class with Brielle, and she always kept to herself.”

“Must be someone close to her spreading the gossip. I remember some forum posts about her supposedly being harsh to her sister, or was it a foster child? Anyway, she’s crafty.”

The

young man frowned slightly at the relentless stream of comments.

Anyone who graduated from Beaconsfield College in the last couple of years would recognize Brielle, but Brielle was so discreet, turning down all extracurriculars, that her classmates hardly ever saw her.

campus on her first day,

of her in luxury cars surfacing and forum insiders spilling an abundance of details, making it

is chatting with Brielle? What

about?”

see if

man had no choice but to

Group, Flynn, who had approached her first. He was the epitome of a gentleman, first confirming if she was Max’s plus-one. Upon her

rumored indifference to romantic pursuits, which explained Flynn’s curiosity

final lot, Salvator Mundi,

Jacques-Louis David.

Flynn was a romantic at heart. He believed in the nobility of failure over success, viewing victory often as

her gaze, instantly finding a way in, as his romanticism had

philosophical edge.

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framework. Take Taleb’s books, for instance. They discuss an idea called

cleverly shifted from personal interests to business, toasting Flynn with a smile. “It’s about

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