The ballroom fell completely silent.
Every conversation stopped.
Every pair of eyes turned toward Victoria.
She stood confidently near the microphone, a champagne glass in her hand, looking far too pleased with herself.
“And his new wife,” she repeated smoothly.
My chest tightened.
I could feel hundreds of people watching us.
Waiting.
Judging.
Adrian’s expression hardened instantly.
“What is she doing?” I whispered.
“Creating a scene,” he said calmly.
Victoria stepped fully onto the stage.
“I think everyone here would love to know…” she continued, her voice echoing through the ballroom.
“…how long this marriage would actually last.”
The room erupted into murmurs.
People began whispering to each other.
I could practically hear the gossip spreading across the
