CHAPTER 19
~~3RD POINT OF VIEW~~
Gasps rippled through the room, the omegas all narrowed their gazes away. They could feel the tension, and they knew it was about to break at any moment. But Juliana didn't care.
One flick of her wrist sent the maids scurrying to pick up the shoes she pointed at.
“Make sure you wipe the trail on the floor,” she ordered, “and do that very quickly, please.”
The twins stared at her, stunned. She hadn’t even hugged them.
A hot flush of red soon started to rise in Cora's cheeks, and Zayne's fists curled at the edge of the table. But she didn't spare them a glance. Instead, she turned to the beautifully laid dishes, adjusting them with unnecessary precision.
“Careful with the centerpiece,” she warned the maid. “This will be in the media, so make sure it's
