Chapter 3 - Vanessa Fails To Hide Her Absolute Panic
The Dallas elites and wealthy country club guests began whispering frantically, pulling out their smartphones to record the unprecedented family catastrophe.
Vanessa stepped in front of Ryan, trying to block his terrified face from the cameras while her manicured fingers clawed at her veil.
“Security! Remove this lunatic from the premises immediately!” Vanessa screamed at the top of her lungs, her voice cracking with pure hysteria.
None of the country club security guards moved an inch; they were completely paralyzed by the sheer shock of what was unfolding before them.
James stood up slowly from where he had knocked Ryan down, his eyes fixed with cold, unforgiving fury on the bride and groom.
“Nobody is touching her, Vanessa,” James’s deep, resonant voice echoed effortlessly across the vaulted ballroom.
“Because the woman standing in that doorway is the legal co-owner of this country club and every asset your family claims to own.”
Emily took her first step across the threshold, her worn leather boots clicking softly against the polished parquet floor.
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She didn't look at Vanessa, nor did she look at the panicked guests recording her every move with glowing mobile screens.
Her tear-filled eyes were locked entirely on her seven-year-old daughter, who stood frozen near the edge of the dance floor.
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