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The guests in the main hall are busy gossiping, and the cacophony of their voices makes the room quite noisy. The party as supposed to boost the Aitkens’ image, but it’s embroiling them in another scandal instead. “Please, I beg you to not speculate,” Anthony says over and over, “If it was true, Mr. Hamilton would give us an explanation. Please, just get back to enjoying the party. I implore the press to leave and wait for further news.” Though the air conditioning is at full blast, the dancing hall is swelteringly hot. Everyone has crowded into the room in the hopes of hearing more about Lance and Andrea. Anthony wipes sweat from his forehead as he tries to reason with and cajole the press, but the journalists ignore him—they know he doesn’t have any real power. Anthony tries to recruit