The reporters were stunned into silence the moment Damian stepped out of the car with Crescentia on his arm.
For years, Damian Lorenzo had been known for his calculated public appearances, never bringing a woman to an event unless it served a purpose. And yet, here she was—a stunning mystery beside him, radiating effortless confidence despite the weight of a hundred gazes.
Camera shutters clicked in rapid succession, capturing every angle of the couple as they ascended the grand steps of the Lorenzo estate. The media didn't even attempt to ask questions; the warning glare Damian sent their way was enough to kill any curiosity before it could be voiced.
Still, whispers spread like wildfire.
"Isn't that Crescentia Belmore?" one reporter murmured to another, barely able to contain his disbelief.
"The daughter of the late Senator Federico Belmore?"
