Chapter 692: Unforgivable
“Exactly! Claire Sinclair is a righteous reporter, after all. Why would she be greedy for your little sapphire?”
“And to frame Claire Sinclair by name, that’s insane!”
“It’s a good thing this young man is so honest.”
As the crowd’s discussion grew heated, the woman found herself the target of everyone’s condemnation. Flustered, she had no idea what to do.
Theo Rhodes snatched the microphone from her hand and said gravely, “Although Miss Sinclair and I don’t get along, this is my uncle’s wedding reception. If anyone else wants to cause trouble, they’ll have to go through me first!”
With that, he tossed the microphone back onto the stage, turned with a flourish, and walked back.
Soon, thunderous applause filled the hall.
Claire Sinclair breathed a sigh of relief, but she still felt uneasy.
‘I’m a complete stranger to that woman. Why would she frame me for no reason?’
‘Or could it be… there’s a team behind the scenes pulling the strings?’
Claire Sinclair couldn’t figure it out, and her mind began to wander.
When it was almost time for the reception to end, Claire Sinclair didn’t leave right away. She decided to go to the lounge to check on Ivy Tanner.
Adrian Quincy went with her, but as they approached the lounge, they both stopped in their tracks.
There were voices coming from inside the lounge…
“You fool! Even though you’ve married The Fifth Master, you’re still a Tanner, you hear me?!”
“You better remember this! From now on, send the Tanner family 100,000 every month. We raised a good-for-nothing like you for so many years; it’s about time you repaid us!”
“SOB SOB SOB… Sister, please don’t hit me… I’ll be good, I’ll be so good…”
Hearing Ivy Tanner’s cries and pleas for mercy, Adrian Quincy could no longer hold back. He raised his foot and kicked the door open.
BANG— The loud noise startled the women in the room.
One of them was Ivy Tanner’s aunt, and another was her older cousin. The others were presumably relatives as well.
They saw Ivy Tanner curled up helplessly in a corner, her beautiful wedding dress torn and her hair a mess. Her makeup was streaked with tears.
The sight pierced Claire Sinclair’s heart like a nail, and she seethed with rage.
‘These vampires! Ivy Tanner is already married, and they still want to suck her dry?’
‘Unforgivable!’
Claire Sinclair hurried over, helped the helpless girl to her feet, and asked with concern, “Ivy, are you okay?”
Ivy Tanner shook her head innocently. “No, it doesn’t hurt at all.”
Anyone could tell she meant the opposite.
Furious, Claire Sinclair whirled around to face the abusers, who were stunned into silence by The Great Demon King Quincy’s intimidating presence. “Who laid a hand on her?” she asked coldly.
They all shook their heads frantically, not daring to confess.
Claire Sinclair’s gaze hardened. She lowered her voice and said, “No one’s admitting to it, is that right? Fine. I’ll call Mr. Rhodes right now and let him handle this.”
When they heard she was going to get Fifth Lord Rhodes to handle it, the women’s faces went pale with fright. They all dropped to their knees at once and began kowtowing desperately to Adrian Quincy.
“Young Master Quincy, we were wrong! Please, just have us arrested!”
“SOB… I’ve heard The Fifth Master is brutal with women… Mom, I don’t want to fall into his hands…”
“Young Master Quincy, please, take us away!”
“Young Master Quincy…”
Adrian Quincy’s cold eyes narrowed. His sharp gaze landed on the way Ivy Tanner was clutching her stomach, and he said in a low voice, “Claire, let’s get her to a hospital first.”
Only then did Claire Sinclair notice something was wrong with Ivy Tanner. Not daring to linger, she quickly led her away.
The aftermath, naturally, was left for Aiden Howkins to handle.
Aiden Howkins looked at the women kneeling and begging for mercy and sighed. “Men, send them to the police station.”
“Yes, sir!”