The hall was buzzing after the wine incident.
Whispers spread like fire along silk dresses and polished suits.
“Did you hear? A stripper."
“Steven's fiancée?"
“This family drama is insane."
Bella stood soaked in red wine, her dress clinging coldly to her skin.
She felt the weight of every stare.
Then Matthew turned to her.
“Are you hurt?" he asked quietly.
Bella blinked, caught off guard by the simple concern.
“I'm fine," she said.
Janice's hand still shook with rage.
“You—who are you?" she snapped at Matthew. “This is family business."
Matthew didn't look at her.
He kept his attention on Bella.
“You don't have to stand here," he said, lowering his voice. “Come with me."
Bella shook her head once, stiff with pride.
“This isn't your problem."
His gaze was steady.
“It is i
