Chapter 745

Zane followed the person upstairs. Downstairs, the clinking of wine glasses blended with the lively chatter of guests dressed in tailored suits and elegant gowns. The atmosphere buzzed with energy, but two people stood out as if they didn't quite belong. Otis kept his gaze locked on the entrance, asking, "Have you seen Zane?" Even though boredom was setting in, Yelena kept herself on watch. "No, I haven't!" If she didn't adore Zane—and if he weren't filthy rich—she wouldn't have bothered wasting her time at this party. Otis shifted his attention to Yelena. "Maybe we should start our little act now?" Annoyed, Yelena rolled her eyes. "Who am I putting on a show for if Zane isn't here yet? That would be a complete waste of effort." Otis took in her response and realized he was being too impatient. He forced himself to stay calm, but his patience ran thin as the dinner party officially got underway, and Zane still hadn't appeared. He made his way to the entrance and asked the greete