And just like that, she turned and continued walking beside Mark.
As the heavy doors swung open and the two of them disappeared into the night, the hall erupted into a wave of shocked murmurs.
Some people were furious not just because the event had spiraled into chaos, but because they never got the chance to speak to Cecilia, to even introduce themselves or get a moment of her attention.
Now she was gone, and walking beside her was Mark the youngest billionaire, the one everyone talked about in hushed tones. The one said to be charming on the surface but ruthless underneath. Many had underestimated him before and paid dearly.
Now, knowing that Cecilia was walking with him under his protection, no less they all silently understood: she was not someone to be taken lightly.
At that moment, Mr. Zakaria turned fully to face his younger brother. His expression was firm, his voice calm but dangerously clear.
