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Boom—
The crowd fell into a split second of dead silence before an uncontrollable wave of shocked gasps exploded!
"Oh my god! She's blatantly mocking him?!"
"An empty relationship... fake devotion... Holy crap, this drama is insane!"
"K is totally crashing his event! How does she dare slap him in the face in front of the press?"
"But... come to think of it, Grant's grieving widower act over the last three years did feel a bit theatrical..."
The whispers surged like a tidal wave. Countless judgment-filled eyes immediately locked onto Grant.
Madeline's face turned stark white. Swaying slightly, she pointed a trembling finger at Sienna and shrieked, "How dare you! You little—"
But before she could finish cursing, the journalists' instincts took over, and they went completely rabid.
"Click! Click!"
A chaotic storm of camera flashes erupted, illuminating the darkened hall as bright as day.
The harsh white light struck Grant's stiff, ashen face again and again, magnifying his total humiliation for the world to see, leaving him nowhere to hide.
Madeline, Liam, and the rest of Grant's entourage turned completely pale. They stared at Sienna in sheer disbelief.
Madeline was the first to react.
She shook with rage, her well-maintained face twisting into a furious snarl.
Pointing at Sienna, she screamed, "Who the hell do you think you are?! How dare you spout this nonsense! The whole world saw everything Grant did for that dead girl! What gives you the right to slander him?!"
"Security! Throw this crazy bitch out! Smash this unlucky piece of trash right now!"
She screamed hysterically, practically lunging forward, until Grant suddenly let out a furious roar.
"Shut up!"
Terrified by the dark, unhinged madness in her son's eyes, Madeline froze in her tracks, staring at him in shock.
Grant ignored her. His dark, venomous eyes were fixed entirely on Sienna.
His chest heaved violently, every breath searing his lungs with agonizing pain.
Humiliation.


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