The Golden Downtown
The chandeliers in the Grand Meridian Hotel’s ballroom were not merely light fixtures; they were suspended constellations of cut crystal and gold leaf, designed to make the air itself shimmer with the promise of wealth. Elias Thorne stood near the service entrance, a glass of champagne he hadn’t tasted in his hand, his eyes fixed on the signing table where the final documents for the Thorne...
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