Nancy's face drained to ghost-white as the live feed's viewer count rocketed and the chat scrolled like a frenzy of fireflies. She stumbled back two steps, disbelief etched deep in her features. "This... this can't be..."
How the hell could Jade—a scrappy lowborn she'd clawed her way up from the gutters, with even Julian turning his back—pull off a global spectacle like this?
The enforcers didn't waste breath. They slammed her against the railing, yanking her arms back and snapping cuffs on tight.
The cold bite of metal sent Nancy into full panic mode. Her boots rooted to the pier, refusing the shove toward their cruiser. She whipped her head toward Julian, voice cracking desperate. "Julian!"
But she couldn't buck the muscle. Not for long.
Even as they bundled her into the back seat,
