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[color=gray][color=4C93C2]Location:[/color]Damien Estate Ballroom
[color=4C93C2]Time:[/color] Evening
[color=4C93C2]Attire:[/color] [url=i.imgur.com/NRWiS68.png]Mask[/url] [url=i.imgur.com/Y3FQLGe.png]Suit[/url]
[color=4C93C2]Mentions:[/color][@PapaOso] Cassius [@Potter] Olivia [@Tpartywithzombi] Violet 
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Despite the urgency of Liliane's news regarding their missing daughter, Calbert couldn't loop Cassius into the situation. It was imperative to maintain the illusion of composure, to keep his son distanced from the issue until they knew more information. Cassius deserved to enjoy his first party in Sorian, and he planned to formally introduce him as soon as the time was right. Though Calbert had been concerned about his son's reaction, he maintained a nonchalant exterior as Cassius had walked off.

Beneath the surface, however, Calbert was consumed by tension and anxiety. The thought of Violet's disappearance weighed heavily on his mind, each passing moment intensifying his fears for her safety. After all that had transpired, it was not inconceivable that Violet would attempt to escape once more, and Calbert couldn't bear the thought of any further harm befalling her.

It was possible, they'd find her as the property was searched, but then again, Lily had seemed concerned about the state of Violet's room.

Calbert had instructed Liliane to mobilize search parties immediately, and he knew she'd demand that every inch of Sorian would be combed through, emergency or not. The event at Ravenwood was a place of interest he had mentioned to his wife during their brief exchange. 

As his thoughts drifted to the recent threats posed by the hooligans who had targeted his household and harassed innocent Crystal, Calbert clenched his jaw. His gaze shifted about the room and locked on the sight of Cassius approaching Charlotte, Leo, Fritz, and, inexplicably, one of his own employees situated nearby. A spark of anger simmered beneath the surface. He entertained the fleeting notion that perhaps he hadn't recognized her, but deep down, he knew that was not the case. Like father, like son, Cassius liked to play games.

Calbert's expression changed under the mask and he turned from the situation. As Calbert scanned the room, his attention was drawn to a commotion nearby. Amidst the flurry of dancers, he caught sight of a figure, her hair and build strikingly familiar. As he drew closer, he observed her struggle against the crowd, the frustration evident in her furrowed brow and clenched fists.  As he finally reached her, he heard her call out a name. The pieces began to fall into place in Calbert's mind—This was indeed the mystery girl from the beach. 

With a steely gaze, he moved toward her and got in her path, blocking her from her destination.[/color]