Ethan's thousand-dollar shoes squeaked against marble as he complied, each step a death march in designer leather. Sweat beaded along his hairline despite the ballroom's perfect climate control, gleaming like tiny betrayals.
"Some of ya might remember our earlier... discussion." Mason's smile showed too many teeth. "About worth and worthlessness."
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