Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 113

Father Benedict stood over Zachary, who lay writhing on the floor, surrounded by several other groaning men. His brows were drawn tight, his eyes burning with fury.

Every time he remembered that it was these very men Zachary had summoned who had hurt Cynthia, his anger threatened to boil over.

How dare he?

"Zachary, you must have a death wish!"

Benedict stormed forward and kicked Zachary hard in the chest.

Zachary gasped, his voice caught in his throat, nearly passing out from the pain.

The Shepards' staff, witnessing the scene, realized that things wouldn't end cleanly today. But to protect Father Benedict's dignity—and the future interests of VistaSphere Group—they quickly began ushering the guests out, not allowing anyone to linger and watch the unfolding chaos.

Though the guests were visibly reluctant, curiosity burning in their eyes, none of them had the nerve to stay.

Giselle and Lois tried to slip away amidst the commotion, only to be blocked by Mr. Whitaker's men.

Cynthia's gaze turned coldly mocking. She walked over to Mr. Whitaker and extended her hand.

"Thank you for your generous gift, Mr. Whitaker. I must say, I'm quite pleased."

Mr. Whitaker shook her hand, a knowing glint in his eye.

"It's I who should thank you, Miss Tremaine."

Cynthia offered a faint smile, her eyes dropping down to Zachary's crumpled form. There was not a hint of warmth in her beautiful, icy gaze.

"Mr. Channing, since you handpicked these men yourself, how does it feel?"

Zachary was curled on the ground, too racked with pain to answer her.

Cynthia withdrew her gaze and turned toward Giselle and Lois.

Neither could meet her eyes. Both women shifted uneasily, guilt written all over their faces.

Cynthia's lips curled into a smile, but it only seemed to turn up the pressure in the room.

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