And then, to the absolute shock of everyone watching, Alice Sinclair, the untouchable goddess, reached out and seized Michael’s hand.
Gasps erupted.
Reporters nearly dropped their cameras. Cynthia’s face twisted in disbelief, she did not even realize her jaw was hanging open. Lucas froze, unable to process what his eyes were seeing.
First, she did not pay even a single attention to him, and now she was holding the hand of this useless man.
Alice didn’t care. She tugged firmly on his hand, her composure cracked slightly. “Come with me,” she urged, her voice breaking the stunned silence. “Please—come with me now.”
The entire courtroom buzzed with shock.
“What the hell… Alice Sinclair… holding his hand?!”
“No way, he’s dressed in rags, bloodstains on his shirt, and she’s asking him to
