A soothing silence enveloped the main office on the top floor of the skyscraper. The faint aroma of warm chamomile tea blended with the elegant scent of sandalwood, creating an atmosphere in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the outside world.
Over the past few days, the headlines of national media and digital platforms had been constantly dominated by the viral video of Beatrice's tragic arrest at the harbor. The downfall of the Valerius dynasty had become the hottest topic of public discussion.
Behind a large mahogany desk, Celine sat flipping through page after page of progress reports on the construction of her Memorial Foundation. The facade of the old Valerius building has now begun to be demolished, preparing to be transformed into a monument honoring her late parents.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
The sound of hesitant knocking on the door broke Celine's concentration. Her personal secretary stepped inside with a look of uncertainty on her face.
