Chapter 13
At that moment Gasps rippled through the hall like a tidal wave.
All eyes turned as William Victor the eldest son of the Victor family stepped into the golden light of the room, flanked by his younger brother Oliver and their father, The Patriarch of the Victor family himself.
The entire Victor entourage followed, dressed in clean-cut suits, each man and woman carrying an air of authority that made the already grand event hall feel small.
The guests stood instinctively, many bowing their heads, others clapping lightly in welcome. Even the host of the event paused mid-sentence, stepping aside to allow the most powerful family in South Caden their rightful presence.
James froze where he stood, his heart pounded as if it would rip through his chest.
They’re here? Now? And Cora was still on stage.
His face went pale, In a burst of panic, he rushed down from the podium, ignoring the whispers behind him, moving fast to intercept William before anyone said anything he couldn’t control.
He forced a nervous smile, his hands half-raised in explanation. "Mr. William, sir, I’m so sorry you had to walk into... this," James said, throwing a quick glance back at Cora. "She’s insane. A mad woman. She came here to ruin the event your event! You know how these bitter ex-wives are. she just—"
"WHIP!"
William’s arm moved, but his hand stopped midair, just inches from James’s face.
The sharp movement alone was enough to make James flinch and stumble backward, nearly tripping over his own polished shoes.