Henry was dragged out by the police, his screams echoing all the way down the hotel corridor.
Tiffany sat collapsed on the floor, too devastated to even cry anymore. She looked like a puddle of melted makeup and regret.
As for Victor, the man who had been so eager to make me his bride just minutes ago, his legs had already gone weak.
Sensing disaster, he hunched his shoulders and tried to slip away into the crowd.
Unfortunately, Conrad's bodyguards were much faster. One of them grabbed him by the back of the neck as easily as picking up a chicken and tossed him straight back onto the center of the stage.
"Leaving already, Mr. James?" I said as I walked over. "I'm not done with you yet."
He looked up at me, his fleshy face trembling.
"W-What do you want from me? I'm a legit businessm
