Chapter 5 - Arthur Sterling Steps Forward From The VIP Table
Before Marcus could lunge forward to stop her, the quiet VIP table near the back of the room shifted.
A tall, distinguished older man with silver hair and an impeccably tailored charcoal suit stood up slowly.
It was Arthur Sterling, Valeria’s father—a man whose quiet demeanor had fooled everyone into thinking he was a minor finance clerk.
Arthur walked deliberately across the polished parquet floor, his leather shoes clicking with measured, rhythmic precision.
The entire ballroom fell completely silent, sensing the sudden, seismic shift in the atmosphere.
Arthur stopped beside his daughter, placing a warm, protective hand gently on her shoulder.
“Is everything alright here, sweetheart?” Arthur asked, his voice calm, deep, and carrying an undeniable command.
“Everything is fine, Dad; I just realized I didn't want to marry into a family of accountants who double as loan sharks,” Valeria smiled.
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Marcus stared at Arthur in sheer confusion, still viewing him as the modest corporate employee Valeria had described years ago.
“Mr. Sterling, please tell your daughter to stop throwing a tantrum and apologize to my mother,” Marcus demanded arrogantly.
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