Ryzel, the very reason behind this entire mess, lounged comfortably on his VIP couch, a smug grin playing on his lips.
He reveled in the chaos unfolding before him.
He liked this.
He enjoyed watching women fight over him.
But then, his smirk vanished.
Because across the room, he caught sight of Ceres.
And she was walking straight toward them.
Beside her, Diana wore an unimpressed, tight-lipped expression, while Zeus remained composed as ever, his hands casually tucked into his pockets.
Following closely behind them were several members of Zeus’s group.
As they neared, the bouncers were still struggling to restrain Ciena, who continued her hysterical outburst.
“Sissy, calm down,” Ceres urged gently, attempting to pacify her enraged half-sister. “We can talk about this properly.”
