Cold Hearted Bride Gets Absolute Justice After Billionaire Groom Uncovers Her Sinister Plot To Starve His Innocent Daughter During Their Lavish Wedding Ceremony In New York
CHAPTER 2
The silence in the grand ballroom was not just quiet; it was heavy, suffocating, and dripping with raw, visceral tension. Gabriel stood in the hallway, his knees knocking against the floorboards as he knelt to pull seven-year-old Lily from the darkness of the storage closet.
Her small body was shaking uncontrollably, her teeth chattering from the damp chill that had settled deep into her bones during her two-hour imprisonment. Gabriel’s tuxedo jacket, usually crisp and impeccable, was now wrinkled and dusty as he wrapped it around her fragile, trembling shoulders.
“I’m here, baby, I’ve got you,” Gabriel whispered, his voice cracking with a mix of fury and agonizing guilt that threatened to tear his heart apart. He stood up, shielding Lily’s eyes with his large hand, refusing to let her see the blood-red rage boiling behind his own irises.
He marched back into the ballroom, his footsteps thundering against the polished marble like the hammer of an approaching executioner. The hundreds of guests—socialites, CEOs, and political donors—fell dead silent as they watched the billionaire groom emerge from the shadows carrying his sobbing child.
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Serena, the bride, stood at the altar, her face draining of color until she looked like a walking porcelain doll stripped of its paint. She had expected the music to play, the vows to be recited, and her path to the family fortune to be cemented within minutes.
Instead, Gabriel stalked toward her, his expression a terrifying mask of controlled, lethal indifference that made even the most powerful men in the room avert their eyes. He didn't scream, and he didn't weep; he simply walked up to her, his shadow enveloping her entire world.
