Chapter 2 - Accused in Front of Everyone
Ethan Vance, the thirty-nine-year-old billionaire father in a double-breasted navy blue tuxedo, shoved his way violently through the stunned crowd of aristocrats and business partners. His sharp jawline was tight with rage, and his dark eyes burned with intense protective instinct.
Without asking a single question, Ethan grabbed Elena roughly by the shoulder, pulling her off his son and shoving her back onto the cold marble floor.
"Get away from my son!" Ethan shouted, his commanding, deep voice echoing off the high painted ceilings of the ballroom. "Are you completely out of your mind?! You could have crushed him!"
Elena hit the marble on her knees, her white lace apron stained with cake. She looked up at Ethan, her dark eyes wide with shock at his harsh aggression, but her posture remained calm, dignified, and unyielding.
"Mr. Vance, please listen to me—" Elena began, her voice steady despite the public humiliation.
"Shut up!" Ethan snapped, his voice cold as ice. "I hired you to protect him, not to pull reckless stunts! You clumsily knocked over a two-hundred-pound display right on top of a five-year-old child!"
The wealthy guests in the surrounding circle began nodding in agreement, pointing their fingers and whispering cruel insults.
"Look at her... just a careless maid," an aristocratic woman in diamonds snickered. "She probably tripped over her own dress and nearly killed the Vance heir."
"She should be arrested immediately," another businessman added coldly.
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Ethan ignored the murmuring crowd, turning all his attention to picking up his son. But as he lifted Noah into his arms, the five-year-old boy began pulling at his father's silver tie, eager to speak.
👉 Read PART 3 to hear what five-year-old Noah told his father!
