"If You Dance This Waltz, You’ll Marry My Son…” The millionaire sneered. But what he didn’t know was that the maid he mocked had once been a champion dancer. The marble floors shimmered beneath the glow of crystal chandeliers, mirroring the wealth and power of Manhattan’s elite gathered in the grand lobby of the new Thompson Holdings Tower. It was the most talked‑about opening of the year — two hundred guests, all rich, influential, and used to having the world at their feet. Between the clinkin