Chapter 10 - The Titanium General
The heavy, toxic delusion of the arrogant family was completely, permanently destroyed.
Clare let out a horrific, breathless gasp, physically staggering backward on the main stage. Her expensive white wedding gown suddenly felt like a suffocating shroud. She looked out at the two hundred elite guests, but they weren't laughing with her anymore. The defense-industry executives and military officers were staring at her with pure, unfiltered hatred and disgust.
She hadn't just humiliated her sister; she had committed absolute social and political suicide in front of the most powerful men in Boston.
Her mother dropped her champagne glass. It shattered against the hardwood floor, perfectly mirroring the violent destruction of their high-society reputation. The family was instantly branded as ignorant, cruel, and completely classless.
At the back of the room, Katherine didn't gloat. She didn't smile, and she didn't throw a childish insult back at them.
She stood beneath the soft glow of the chandeliers, radiating the quiet, unbreakable, and terrifying power of a true titan. She looked at Ethan, deeply moved by the fierce loyalty and unquestionable honor of her former soldier.
With absolute, flawless grace, Katherine slowly raised her right hand.
She returned the salute, her gesture crisp, commanding, and entirely perfect.
She held it for three seconds, acknowledging the massive, public sacrifice the young Major had just made for her. Then, she lowered her hand, turned her back on the silent ballroom, and walked out the exit doors, leaving her toxic, ruined family completely trapped in the agonizing nightmare of their own making.
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Ethan lowered his hand, standing tall in the absolute silence, entirely ready to walk out the front door and annul the biggest mistake of his life.
If you were Ethan, would you have demanded your bride apologize on the microphone, or was abandoning her on the stage the absolute perfect revenge?
