Chapter 348

Seven years later, The Ritz Hotel, Paris Calix Petrakis was bored. It was like a heavy mantle around his shoulders. a black cloud that spread outwards from his very depths, pervading everything. He was oblivious to the fact that he was surrounded by opulence. The opulence that came with being one of the wealthiest men in the world, in one of the world’s most exclusive hotels Hushed whispers encircled him. He tuned them out, the superlatives bouncing off him. They’d surrounded him for years, but he’d never courted them or needed any assurance.