Billionaire’s Unseen Love (Bella and Alex)

Chapter 85



Chapter 85

85 Whispers Behind the Masks

The grand masquerade ball was a spectacle of elegance and mystery. As Emma, dressed in a stunning

, entered the opulent ballroom, her presence caused a subtle stir among the guests. Hidd

gown,

behind her ornate mask, she felt a curious blend of anonymity and exposure.

Maryann, always vibrant and outgoing, leaned closer to Emma, her voice a whisper behind her mask.

“This is quite the scene, isn’t it? I haven’t been to a masquerade this grand in ages!”

Emma nodded, her eyes scanning the sea of masked faces. “It’s beautiful, yet overwhelming. I can’t

help but feel a bit out of place.

As they navigated through the crowd, Bonnie’s voice interjected with a hint of caution. “Emma, I

overheard something. Alex might be here tonight. Be careful, okay?”

Emma’s heart skipped a beat at the mention of Alex, but she masked her reaction with a serene smile.

“Thank you, Bonnie. I’ll be on guard.”

Meanwhile, across the ballroom, Alex, disguised behind an elegant mask, found his eyes inexplicably

drawn to Emma. Beside him, Nathan, equally masked, nudged him curiously. “You seem distracted.

What’s caught your eye?”

Alex’s gaze lingered on Emma. “There’s someone here… someone from my past.”

Nathan followed Alex’s gaze, trying to discern who had captivated his friend’s attention amidst the

crowd. “This masquerade is a puzzle of identities. Good luck figuring it out.”Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

In a different corner of the ballroom, Desmond, eyes fixed on Emma, conversed with Viola.“! Tonight’s

the night. I need to speak with Emma, mask or no mask.”

Viola, skeptical, replied, “And what will you say? This setting isn’t exactly ideal for heart–to–hearts,

Desmond.”

Desmond’s determination was evident. “It doesn’t matter. I’ve waited too long already.”

As the night progressed, the ballroom buzzed with hidden conversations, and clandestine meetings.

Emma, gracefully mingling with guests, felt the weight of unseen eyes upon her. Occasionally, she

caught glimpses of Alex in the crowd, their interactions nothing more than fleeting moments of

recognition.

In a quiet corner, Stark and Wayne watched the festivities, their conversation a muted discussion about

Emma’s well–being and the family’s concerns.

Wayne, his voice low, remarked, “Emma’s handling herself well, but we must be vigilant. This crowd is

a mix of many worlds.”

Stark, his eyes never leaving Emma, added, “She’s always been strong, but tonight, she seems

different. More… radiant.”

Unbeknownst to Emma, the night was a tapestry of hidden narratives, each thread woven by the

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concealed motives and unspoken desires. And at the center of it all was Emma, the enigmatic belle of

the ball, dancing through the masquerade, unaware of the intricate plots unfolding around

her.


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