Chapter 8 - The Traitor's Panic
"It was an accident! I dropped it by mistake!" Beatrice shrieked, her aristocratic composure completely shattering as she grabbed her father's arm among the crowd. "Father! Tell him!"
Senator Vain stepped out from the crowd, sweating profusely through his formal attire. "Lorenzo, let's be reasonable here! It's just a misunderstanding! Beatrice is going to be your wife!"
"She will never step foot inside my house again," Lorenzo declared, his eyes cold as steel.
He gestured to Marco and his bodyguards. "Remove Senator Vain and his daughter from the estate. Revoke all financial backing from his political campaign by midnight. If either of them approaches my family again, terminate them."
The bodyguards moved in with ruthless efficiency, grabbing Beatrice by her arms. She screamed and flailed, her gold gown tearing as she was dragged out of the grand ballroom in front of two hundred elite guests.
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"Lorenzo! You can't do this to me!" Beatrice wailed as the heavy oak doors slammed shut behind her.
👉 How did Lorenzo repay the humble maid who risked everything for his mother?
