Chapter 8 - Storming through the double doors with burning jealousy in her eyes as the furious fiancée lays down an ultimatum that could change everything for everyone.
The private VIP salon was an oasis of quiet luxury, featuring leather armchairs, a marble fireplace, and antique brass sconces.
Ethan set Leo down gently on a velvet sofa, handing the boy a glass of water while kneeling beside him to offer comfort.
Clara stood near the doorway, her hands clasped tightly together as she watched the father and son interact after years of separation.
Suddenly, the mahogany doors swung open violently, crashing against the interior wall as Vanessa stormed uninvited into the room.
"You are throwing away a multi-billion-dollar merger and a Senate seat alliance for a disgraced maid and a random kid!" Vanessa screamed.
Ethan stood up slowly, towering over her with an expression so terrifyingly calm that it immediately drained the color from her face.
"That boy is my flesh and blood, and Clara is his mother," Ethan stated with absolute, unyielding finality.
"Your family will disown you! My father will crush your shipping empire before the sun rises tomorrow!" Vanessa shrieked in desperation.
"Let them try," Ethan replied softly, stepping closer to her until she was forced to take a nervous step backward into the hallway.
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Marcus gently but firmly escorted Vanessa out, closing the heavy doors in her face and locking them from the inside.
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