Chapter 6 - ON HIS KNEES
Alexander walked slowly across the polished floor, his leather shoes clicking rhythmically against the marble until he stopped two feet from Julian.
Willow stepped into the room behind her father, her diamond drop earrings catching the chandelier light as she held her head high.
"Mr. Thorne..." Julian stammered, his arrogant posture completely collapsing as sweat broke out across his forehead. "There has been a terrible misunderstanding."
Without saying a single word, Alexander stepped forward and delivered a devastating, lightning-fast backhand across Julian's face.
The force of the blow sent Julian crashing onto his knees, his charcoal grey tuxedo jacket sliding against the spilled champagne on the floor.
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Shocked screams echoed through the room, but not a single guest or hotel security guard dared to step forward.
"You hit my daughter in public," Alexander whispered, leaning down until his eyes were inches from Julian's terrified face. "And now, I am going to erase your family from Wall Street."
