Chapter 20 - THE TRUE QUEEN
One Year Later.
The grand ballroom of the Vance Estate was filled with light, laughter, and the soft, sweet scent of white orchids.
There were no arrogant investors tonight. No venomous socialites throwing insults.
The room was filled with the women and children from Chloe’s foundation, celebrating the charity’s first massive anniversary gala.
Marcus stood near the edge of the dance floor.
He had shed his tuxedo jacket, watching his wife with a heart so full of love it physically ached.
Chloe wore a simple, elegant emerald-green gown. She was laughing, spinning around the dance floor with their one-year-old daughter, who was giggling uncontrollably in her arms.
Marcus walked over, wrapping his arms around both of them from behind.
"What are you thinking about, Mr. Vance?" Chloe smiled, leaning back against his chest.
Marcus looked at the woman who had walked into a world of wolves, stood her ground, and transformed an empire of cold steel into a sanctuary of love.
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"I was just thinking," Marcus whispered, pressing a tender kiss to the top of his daughter's head, and then to his wife's lips.
"About how incredibly lucky I am, to be married to the only true queen in this city."
