Chapter 6 - The Bitter Socialite Bride Threatens To Walk Away
Victoria stormed down the altar steps, her heels clicking aggressively as she marched right up to the reunited family. Her eyes flashed with venomous hatred as she looked down at the dirty children clinging to her groom.
"Choose right now, Jonathan," Victoria hissed, her voice vibrating with pure malice and wounded pride. "Either you hand those stray orphans over to child services, or this wedding is over forever."
The cathedral fell dead silent once more, every eye turning toward Jonathan to see how he would respond. Victoria’s father, media tycoon Arthur Vanderbilt, stood up from the front row with a dark, threatening scowl.
"Think very carefully about what you're throwing away, boy," Arthur warned, his voice deep and menacing. "Every single corporate board seat and venture capital firm you own depends on this alliance."
May you like
Jonathan slowly stood up from the floor, still holding baby Maya securely in one arm and Lily’s small hand in the other. He looked at Victoria with a gaze so cold and devoid of emotion that she instinctively took a step back.
"Then let it all burn to the ground," Jonathan said quietly, his voice echoing through the massive silent hall.
Related Stories
