Chapter 3 - The Elegant Bride Screams In Absolute Public Humiliation
Victoria Vanderbilt’s face drained of all color, her meticulously applied bridal makeup suddenly looking like a harsh mask. The billionaire heiress stared down the aisle at the filthy, rag-clad children with sheer, unadulterated disgust.
"Get those filthy street rats out of my sight right now!" Victoria shrieked, her voice echoing off the sacred stone walls. She grabbed the front of her designer Vera Wang wedding gown, her knuckles turning white with rage.
The bridesmaids stood frozen near the altar, too stunned to move or process the catastrophic scene unfolding before them. Security guards rushed down the side aisles, their heavy leather shoes slapping aggressively against the marble floor.
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"Don't you dare touch them!" Jonathan roared, his voice cutting through the cathedral like a bolt of lightning. The sheer ferocity in his tone stopped the security guards dead in their tracks, making even Victoria recoil in shock.
Jonathan ripped off his silk boutonniere and threw it onto the altar, completely abandoning the pristine wedding ceremony. He didn't care about the cameras, the tabloid reporters, or the multi-million-dollar corporate merger hanging by a thread.
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